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Sasha adjusted his glasses slightly, dropping his pen and leaning back to look at the pile of papers he's finally finished filing. He sighed.
"Now just have to send these off to Mr. Zanotto, then we can all leave this camp."
Sasha quickly turned around when he heard a harsh 'woosh' from the log that sat in the corner of his lab, and was horrified to see five figures jump out of it. He facepalmed.
"Do you people not realize that that thing can only hold 2 people, at MOST? How did you all even fit?!"
Raz shrugged. "We made it work." He raised his index finger. "But that's not important right now! We have a proposition for you!"
Sasha took a drag of his cigarette. "I think the intricacies of how you managed to fit 5 people in a one person vehicle is much more interesting, but I suppose it can wait." He looked to Loboto. "And i suppose it has something to do with Caligosto? Let me answer this proposition: No."
Loboto looked down sadly, and Raz's smile faultered. "But, he-"
"I can read your mind, Razputin, I know what's going on. I appreciate your empathy, but it's simply too dangerous. He let go of the cigarette from his psychic grasp, letting it fall to the ground as he stomped on it.
Raz looked down, defeated. Milla stepped in, though, suddenly lunging at Sasha and clutching his hand with both of hers. She gave him puppy-dog eyes and her eyelashed fluttered.
"Please, Sasha? I agree with little Razputin here- and we ARE going to the Motherlobe, anyways, right?"
Sasha blushed, barely able to repond.
"Fine, fine...if you think it's for the best."
Milla gave a small cheer and threw her arms around Sasha, which he shakily returned.
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Welp, it was time.
Time to leave Whispering Rocks.
Everyond quickly piled onto the ship, except for two certain individuals.
Loboto and Sheegor.
"Well, sheegor, I guess this is goodbye." The dentist sadly looked down at his assistant of one year. "I'm gonna miss ya, girl."
Sheegor smiled. "I will too, Doctor Loboto, but I think it's time for all of us to move on."
Loboto kneeled down, embracing the small woman in his arms, Sheegor returning the action.
Pulling away, Loboto waved to Sheegor, making his way onto the ship. She really was gonna miss him, she admitted. Just a bit, though.
She watched as the engines on the ship flared up, slowly making the aircraft rise and take off.
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Finally, they arrived at the Motherlobe. Raz and Loboto both looked around in awe at the futuristic scenery.
Sasha led them down a set of stairs, leading them to the lower level of the building. Sasha gave a rare smile.
"Caligosto, this is where your rehabilitation will take place. I'll give you some time to prepare yourself - I still need to show Raz his station.
And with that, they were gone. Loboto sat by himself. Dang, we was lucky to have such understanding ex-enemies.
Suddenly, he felt a cold chill up his spine.
"That wasn't wise of you, Caligosto Loboto."
He gulped, shutting his eyes as tight as possible.
Mr. Galochio was not going to be happy.