@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"I'm right here." Dexter slapped her.
"I'm right here." Dexter slapped her.
“Ow that hurt you jerk.”
"Guys calm down." Tyson sighed. "Lucille, do you have a flashlight?"
“Nope.”
"Crap…."
Dexter rolled his eyes. "I do thanks for asking."
“You’re welcome.”
He flicked it on and shone it around. It landed on Tyson. "Okay thanks that's…..bright…."
“Oh wow this feels a little claustrophobic.”
"It is. I should know I have claustrophobia." Tyson looked down at his leg, which was twisted at a funny angle underneath him. "Oh goodie…."
“Oh gosh.”
(Sly stop hurting your child.)
(lol no get ready to see Ferran in pain as well)
Dexter shook his head. "I think that's bad."
Tyson glared at him. "Ya think?" HE looked at Lucille. "I need help straightening it out."
(No my kidnapped child! ;A;)
“I was graduationing to be a biochemist not a doctor.” Lucillle sighed.
"You patched up my other leg just fine. I think you can help me stretch out."
“… how?”
Dexter rolled his eyes. "Let me." He shoved the flashlight into Lucille's hands.
Lucille grabbed onto the flashlight.
Dexter sat down in front of Tyson and gently helped him stretch his leg out. Tyson grimaced. "Oh….ow…"
Lucille looked at it painfully.
Dexter nodded. "There."
Tyson looked around. "Where are we…."
“Noooo idea.”
Dexter groaned. "Not earth!"
“Arghhhh.”
Tyson held up a finger. "Hold up. We don't know that for sure."
“Oh yeah that’s true.”
Dexter got up. "Can I have the flashlight?"
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