Dark Melody 1313
Snowman made out a few of her fellow partners in crime. They were standing in a tight circle and seemed to be discussing something among themselves. She became curious and phased off the roof, appearing just out of view behind them.
"The dame's got a secret," Crowbar was saying to his comrades Die and Eggs. "She's gotta since she keeps on hidin' out in her room like a hermit."
"Now what could she be hiding from us?" Die demanded, folding his arms as he eyed the other leprechaun with a bored expression.
"Who knows," Eggs shrugged, looking more than a little uninterested with the conversation. "Maybe she's got some kinda thigamajig."
So her partners in crime were talking about her behind her back, eh? Why did they feel her business was so important that they had to go around discussing her affairs? It didn't concern them. But, if they were talking about her, and wondering what she was up to it meant she would have to be more careful with how she handled things. She did not want these
What's Left 42 told Tinkerbell the entire story, at least what he knew and what 1 had told him, how the machines had revolted against the human race and attacked anything organic, from humans to plant life. The more they told her the worse she felt. Why has this happened and what was the cause?
The stitchpunks couldn't answer that question, though so she didn't bother asking.
"What about you?" 2 asked suddenly.
"Huh?" she looked at him confused.
"What's your story?" he asked suddenly, his optics suddenly focusing on her. "Where have you come from and why are you here?"
She was tempted to keep that to herself but figured, since they were nice enough to tell her their story she might as well return the favor.
5 and 2 listened to Tinkerbell relate her tale without making any comment. They both seemed spellbound by her story, as it seemed so strange. As she spoke, Tinkerbell studied their faces for any signs that they might not believe her and thought her entire story was a crazy fantasy tale she was m