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Gawping at your incredible frame for a while longer, Albert shakes himself and tears his eyes back to your face. "Anyway, wait 'till you hear what Fred and I..."

"You found Carla? That's great! Which way?"

Albert colors a little, "Well, we sorta did..."

You stop, nonplussed. "Albert," you explain patiently, "you either find someone or you don't. There's no 'sorta' about it."

Albert motions for you to follow. "Well, we did find her tent, but she wasn't there. I left Fred to guard it while I got you." A chill runs up your spine. "You mean that if she comes back, we won't be there to protect him." Albert pales, and you both sprint.

You round the corner to find Fred, completely unharmed, begging snacks off strangers. Albert laughs, and Fred's head snaps round, cheeks bobbing. He gapes gratifyingly at your physique for quite some time, until it gets a little embarrasing. Carla definitely isn't there, a sign on the tent declaring 'BACK WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT". Not helpful.

"Oh well, what next?" you ask, downhearted. Albert shrugs. "We could wait for her, or search the carnival."

"Good plan. I'll get going!" Well, you'll get another chance to show off your muscles.

"What about me?" Albert grumbles.

"Someone needs to stay with Fred in case she comes back." you explain reasonably. "Besides," you add, flexing your torso, "I doubt she'll give me trouble."


Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)

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