Yeah, he is… though he has his own house already, he is allowed to go in the penthouse too…
"… Yes, I always have it with me! Don’t move! I’ll fix that in a second!" he said to approach him and tap his hammer on his collar.
回—⌼-◦-*’ Chicha jerked slightly at the sudden call, quickly closing the bedroom door with a resounding click. She reached the top of the stairs as the man’s low mutter reached her ears.
“You’re in the Incas” She responded, her voice reaching the living room before she did.
“Cuzco, to be exact. But we live in the hills, the real Cuzco is down there.” She jerked a thumb in the general direction of the glowing city that Pacha probably had just arrived
. “Ya want anything to drink, eat?” She asked, a hand on her hip as she waited his response.
"Uh? The Incas?" he asked, surprised. "Oh… I see. This is definetly a place I have never seen before." he replied "But it looks really nice! Is everyone friendly around?" he asked, full of curiosity. "Oh yes! please! I’m actually thirsty and kind of hungry!" Felix said in response to her question. "Do you need any help?" Felix knew it wasn’t fair at all to just ask to be served, he liked to help aswell.
"Well of course you’re not a dwarf silly, dwarves are all gone. Huh? A Handyman? I don’t think I’ve met a handyman before. Are all handyman short?"
"Not really. I doubt every handyman is short… but I dunno aswell, heh~ I’ve not met any other handyman yet!" he replied, shrugging a bit. "Anyway… my name is Fix-it Felix Jr! Felix for short~! And no, that wasn’t a pun~" he giggled. "I’m from the Fix-it Felix Jr game… and you?"
"… I see… hmm… maybe you should go to ask him about what just happened…" he suggested.
"Oh… I see… That’s amazing! And… I don’t know! I really have no idea how that ‘trading system’ works at all…" he replied.
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"WHOAH!!" he gasped and backed away. "A-are you okay?"
"Uh… a… pokeball?" he asked, looking at it. "… Uh…" he wasn’t sure but he picked it up and opened it.
"Huh…well I guess that makes sense all in all." Lyra replied. Looking up at the sign, she wasn’t entirely sure what to expect when she walked through. "Okay Um…what exactly happens if I go past this point?" she turned to Felix, looking slightly anxious.
"Well, you’ll be inside the game I mentioned. The Pokemon game." he explained, smiling a bit. "Don’t worry. I’ll be with you. Nothing bad happens!"
Mai giggled, flushing a bit red as Felix came over and gave her a side hug. She couldn’t help but give him a hug as well before he went back over to his seat. “Thank you, Felix. I’m sure I can relay on for anything.” She gave him a wink.
"You’re just being sweet, hon!" She touched her cheek but smiled all the way. "You just know how to make a girl feel really special."
"Heheh~ Do I really?" he asked, blushing more. "Heheh~ I just am being myself and saying the truth~" he added.
Felix smiled and soon noticed their food was ready. “Oh, awesome!” he said happily, as the waitress brought their plates.
Now, is that hammer breakable?
I don’t think so. I think… I’ve never seen it could get broken…
Aelita had been stressed during the past days, due to Odd’s depression. It was only a matter of time until the stress she tried to keep under control got the better of her. She was in the middle of GCS, on her way to Cooking Mama to pick up some food supplies, when the panic attack hit her.
Fortunately, a certain character had seen her, and came to her aid.
"F-f-f-elix… I-I-I…" she stuttered, trying to speak. However, in her current state, it was too difficult. The pinkette tried her best to take deep breaths, though they were unsteady at first.
Aelita was still trembling, but eventually she was calm enough to speak. “I-it’s someth-thing v-very b-bad…” she managed to say. “O-Odd… he’s in b-bad shape…”
"Odd?! What happened to him?" Felix asked, now concerned. "Is he alright?"
"Oh, that’s easy. You’re in the garden at the Beacon Academy." She took out her MP3 and turned it off, and took out her other earbud, wrapping the wire around her MP3.
"The Beacon Academy?" he asked, puzzled. "And what kind of place is it? I mean, a school of what kind?"