IC: Typo was back at the village before he knew it. Fawkes seemed to be busy with a fishing pole or something. That was a little puzzling. Fawkes hadn't ever gone fishing before. Shrugging, he decided to see what Wapi was up to. It wasn't hard to spot him swimming around. His curiousity satisfied, Typo slipped away to check back with Nimol, but Nimol's house seemed devoid of life and robots alike. Curious, he spotted slig footprints in the ground leading away from Nimol's hut. After following them for about thirty seconds, he realized they were his own footprints. Deciding not to worry about Nimol, he went back to his own hut.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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