@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
Tyson whistled. "Get him Gurl."
Dexter grumbled. "I'm way older than I look!"
Tyson whistled. "Get him Gurl."
Dexter grumbled. "I'm way older than I look!"
“And that’s supposed to help you how?”
"Listen here missy I haven't done years of research just to be sassed by some three foot putt."
“Actually I’m taller than 5 feet, so either you can’t do your math properly, or you’re idiocy level has blinded you.”
Tyson giggled. "WOAH HO"
Dexter grunted. "Don't get me going you punk I could beat you like a red headed step-child!"
“A tiny red headed step-child who acts like they’re super smart but in reality is in idiot who is only tall because of their ego you mean.” Lucille glared.
Dexter stood up. "ALRIGHT SMARTY!"
Tyson stepped between them. "Okay guys calm down…."
“IDIOT!”
Tyson blinked at her, hurt. "Me?"
“No not you, the moron behind you.”
"Oh!" Tyson smiled.
Dexter looked around Tyson. "FITE ME!"
“FITE ME, I DARE YOU.”
"GUYS!" Tyson yelled. He hated raising his voice. "Just….let's rest and then find this golden river thing…"
“Fine.” Lucille sighed, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.
Dexter huffed and sat down again.
“Loser,” She muttered glaring at Dexter.
Tyson looked at her. "Stop antagonizing him okay?"
“Hmmph.”
Dexter got up. "Okay come on let's keep moving."
“Yes yes.”
Dexter led them in the direction of the setting sun.
Tyson blinked. "I thought we were heading north?"
"The sun sets in the north here."
“Well that’s interesting.”
"Yeah…" Tyson thought for a moment. "Why?"
Dexter turned. "You want me to explain it…."
“Sure.”
He blinked, then shook his head. "You wouldn't understand…"
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