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I write MML fanfics, and sometimes right poetry, I draw (Mostly Bugsnax), I’m 14, Preferably he/they, I’m multi-fandom (mainly MML for now).
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friesforfreedom · a day ago
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Watched “Epcot Forever” a little ago. The videos basically from the middle to the end.
I might delete later.
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friesforfreedom · 6 days ago
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It’s beautiful, and thanks for doing it! I really do love Clippy, and Wally just looks amazing!
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My Grumpsona- Wally Cuddlecone. ❤
And my siblings @friesforfreedom Journalist- Clippy Cattleracket. ❤
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friesforfreedom · 15 days ago
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Some Clippy, and a lovely Filbo.
Don’t feel like putting context, just ask if you want it.
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friesforfreedom · 20 days ago
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Clippy Cattleracket got a lotta ouchies. Including deep cuts, a small one on the eye, and a bite mark. Props too whoever can guess it.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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Have a poem!
The pain we feel both night and day,
We stray away from all this pain,
We fight it back, but tears still poor,
And from these tears this pain grows fears,
We cry it out but their still here,
No matter what we try to do,
The pain evolves from me and you.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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More Clippy! But this time with some friends.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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Made this off of the picture of Filbo after being thrown into the tree.
He is literally dead.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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Clippy Cattleracket as a human. Plus, slight injuries from catching Bugsnax.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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Dakota: Loser says what!
(Milo, Melissa, Zack, and Cavendish stare at him like he’s done something wrong)
Dakota: What did I do?
Dakota: …
Dakota: Wait a minute!
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Finally, Chapter 15, we’re finally done with this long story. All problems are resolved here, and it’s a pretty sweet chapter all together. Plus, this will be the only chapter I’m willing to give Mr. Block credit, so enjoy!
Chapter 15: A Good Chuckle For Reuniting
      It’d been about five hours, and Cavendish was on edge. He thought it would be a piece of cake waiting for the time being. But it was already starting to feel like he was there for an eternity.
      Cavendish almost wished he could just shake Dakota awake, so he wouldn’t have to be stuck with his thoughts. Even if it would get him a nice talking to about following rules from his boss.
      They went and moved Dakota into the infirmary since other agents needed the room they were originally in. Luckily, they put Dakota in the same room as Brick had been put in. In which, he was still in there recovering. Though he was awake by now at least.
      Savannah was sitting in the room against the wall. She was right next to Cavendish. “Little antsy, ehh?” She asked, “What?! Oh…” Cavendish stubbled from being caught off guard. “Of course not. That is a wild accusation to just throw out of nowhere!”. Savannah just stared at him for a minute, very displeased in him overreacting.
      “Alright...maybe I’m a little more worried than I should be.” He confessed. “A little, really?” She gave him a weird mocking face. Cavendish could feel his embarrassment kick in, and he looked away in defeat.
      Cavendish felt like he was nearly drowning in issues and feelings he’d rather tuck away than accept. But he immediately stiffened up when hearing a shift in the bed. He looked over to see his partner's eyes open, in which his immediate reaction was to run over there.
      “Oww, w-what happened?” Dakota mumbled to himself. Though he quickly turned his head to see his partner hovering over his current position. “Oh...hey Cav” He sheepishly spoke, he was most likely thinking of all the harm he had caused to everyone.
      “It’s good to see you again, how are you feeling?” Cavendish asked, sitting on the side of the bed, “Honestly, my body aches. But my mind isn’t tellin’ me anythin’ it was before.”. “Well that’s good to know.” He replied, going in for a hug.
      Dakota hugged him back right away, which assured Cavendish that he wasn’t the only one doing it. Soon after they parted, mainly since they heard someone march in the room.
      Mr. Block. “Good to see you awake and better. Now I can discuss the consequences of this event that took place the last few days.”. Cavendish and Dakota both sighed, they were assuming they’d be downgraded, or just fired again, since...yeah.
      “I’m allowing you two to keep your current position, since these events were not technically your fault. And in the end, you saved the rest of the population from suffering at the wrath of this parasite.”.
      “Wait, really? Sweet!” Dakota cheered. Then Block left. So Cavendish decided to join the cheering. “Would you two idiots keep it down?” Brick said from across the room.
      “Hold up, Brick? How did you get in here?” Dakota questioned. “Um bozzo, did ya forget? You smacked his head against a tile floor, more than once! Where do you think he’d be?” Savannah told him.
      “Whoops, sorry ‘bout that. I guess I forgot.”. Brick just stared intently at him. Which caused Savannah and Cav to chuckle. “My word Dakota, I don’t think that’s an accident situation.” Cavendish smiled. “Your right, Brick I am really sorry I smacked your head against the floor-” He stopped himself, then started to chuckle as well.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 14, and I must say. If you haven’t read the chapter before, this one will make way less sense than most of them out of context.
Chapter 14: Success is Far More Important When It’s Connected to Someone You Love
      Ding? Did Cavendish just hear what he thought he did? He lifted his head off the table to see he was right, he saved Dakota. “How? I didn’t even see what I typed last.” Cavendish wondered. He looked at the screen to see what the wondrous word was.
      Cavendish. But why would he put Cavendish as his last guess? Then it hit him, if he didn’t have any more ideas, he might as well choose his name and be done with it. And it was right. For once this poorly done method was right.
      He jumped in glee for what he just accomplished. Until he remembered there were other people still in the room. And sadly it had to be his boss and a first class agent with plenty of skills in judging.
      The tall man quickly straightened his shirt to act as if that hadn’t happened. “Well, it seems I have succeeded in this labyrinth of a game.” Cavendish appointed. “Indeed you did...and I’m proud of you for it.” Savannah got slightly less professional for the second, placing a hand on his shoulder.
      “Okay, would you two cut it out. We aren’t positive if that did the trick on getting this loser back to normal.” Mr. Block knocked them back into reality. “Sorry sir.” Cavendish apologized, “So when might he wake up?”.
      “There’s no real way of knowing exactly. It could be minutes, to hours, to even days. We’ll just have to wait. Though I doubt that’ll be a problem anymore.” Savannah informed him.
      Cavendish knew he would be able to handle the wait, but he still sighed at the thought of getting Dakota back days from now. But, whatever happened, he’d make sure he’d be the first face Dakota sees when he wakes back up.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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Weird Thought
So I looked it up, and pistachio trees can live to about 300 years. But pistachios in general are good for up to 12 months.
So that would make all but one of Cav and Dak’s missions to be worth while. And that one is the one with the pistachio trees that they destroyed.
Every other mission they have would be useless. (Especially if the time the two are put in is about 2015, since I doubt a single pistachio could last about 100 years).
Yeah, just something I thought about randomly, even if it’s already been thought about.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 13! Cav only gets five tries, and nearly almost fails.
Chapter 13: Passwords-Oh-Passwords, the One’s They Could be, Passwords-Oh-Passwords, Please Give Them to Me!
      Cavendish stood in front of Dakota for minutes thinking of what it could be. It’s a good thing Savannah knew how stressful these things could be or she would’ve smacked him.
      Though a thought popped into her head before Cav could continue. “What if it’s just one of his actual passwords. I’ve known Dakota enough, that he’s dumb enough to do that.” Savannah provided. Cavendish thought for another minute about that.
      “I think that would make sense. It’s just...which one would he pick?”, “Of course it would be his favorite and/or most used one.” She responded. Cavendish turned around and typed in the password he was positive his partner was using.
BEEP
      Well that didn’t work. Cavendish thought continuously on what Dakota would use to block off his mind. Then it hit him, of course, why hadn’t he thought of that yet. He typed in this brilliant idea.
BEEP
      “Why did you think ‘THE ZOO’ in all caps would work?” Savannah commented, “It’s a long story of which I have no time to tell you.” Cavendish rushed out of his mouth. He’s been immediately sent into panic mode. He types in two other possible passwords, one after the other. Then looks at the screen with the slightest of hope in his eyes.
BEEP
BEEP
      By now Cavendish is ready to start balling his sadness out. He wished he had Dakota’s help to get him back. Cav only had one last try, and at this point he’d rather give someone else a turn. In defeat Cavendish types in something not even seeing what he was typing and enters it. Then he smacks his head onto the table in front of him.
DING
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 12 time! This is like the struggle of trying to remember your password, enjoy!
Chapter 12: Like a Procedure in My Mind
      Cavendish sat off to the side, since he didn’t really know how to work this procedure. He was sitting there, alone, with only his thoughts to soothe him. Though they weren’t doing that, they were doing a great job at terrorizing the man.
      He shouldn’t have been left there alone, so he could at least talk to someone. But instead, he was left with flashbacks to when they were in the car. Dakota was fine after he had reminded him of who he was. Sadly, it couldn’t last for long, if only he could’ve been as normal as he could for just a few more minutes.
      When Cavendish came back to reality, he realized the people standing in front of him. He quickly snapped back into it, “Is he going to be back?” He nearly begged. Savannah decided to speak up first, “Well, you see. There’s really only one problem…”.
      “And that is?” Cavendish asked, after she took a long pause. She sighed, “The problem is that we don’t quite have access to his memories. And it’s pretty hard to get into a human's brain. If you fail at the password, you don’t get another chance.”.
      “Did you try a password? Or are you here to ask me for help with it?” Cavendish questioned them. “We haven’t tried a password, since we know it wouldn’t be anything easy. So we assumed that you might know it, since you two are far closer to each other.”.
      Cavendish nodded and walked over to Dakota. There was an odd looking device above his head, that projected a keyboard to type the possible password. He turned around hesitantly, “So I only get one try at this?”. “No, you actually get five, until it completely locks you out.” Savannah provided.
      Cavendish took deep breaths in and out to calm himself. I mean, he only had five tries before he’d lose the only person in his life that truly matters to him. But he’s a smart man, that cares about Dakota, what’s the worst that could happen.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 11 is here! It’s fairly simple compared to the last one, but it’s still nice. So enjoy!
Chapter 11: A Sight For Sore Eyes
      Dakota slowly opened his eyes. He was on a testing table that he could assume was in the same building he last saw. He went to get off the table, but immediately fell to the ground. Dakota was twitching on the ground uncontrollably. He looked up to Cavendish, who he saw was just walking over. “What do you want?” His voice rapidly shook.
      “I want to know what happened. This isn’t you Dakota, you don’t act like this.” Cavendish forced him. “You don’t even know me! It’s not like I tell you everything!” Dakota yelled at him. Cavendish got down to his level, took off his sunglasses, and held up a hand mirror. “This isn’t you.” He stared blatantly at him.
      Dakota looked at himself in mortal fear, he’d never seen something as dastardly as the sight he was seeing. Cavendish watched and could see as Dakota stared at himself, his eyes turned back to normal. So he put down the mirror.
      “C-c-cav? Wh-what’s going on?” Dakota looked up to him. “It’s alright Dakota, we’ll get things straight.” He stared down at him, a face of guilt. After he said that, Cavendish reached down and put something on Dakota, which almost immediately knocked him out.
      “Good job Cavendish, now we just need to get him back on this table.” Mr. Block said, emerging from where Cavendish did. Same did Savannah, Brick was in the infirmary. Savannah was walking over to Dakota, but stopped when passing Cavendish.
      “Don’t worry about him, Cavendish. He’ll be perfectly fine.” She reassured him. Cavendish just stared at his shoes, pouting on his face. Savannah patted him slightly on the back, then continued over to Dakota. “Alright, come on big guy. Let’s get you on the table.” She struggled to pick him up.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 10, that’s right we’re in the double digits! Enjoy the chapter, there’s some action in it.
Chapter 10: He Would Have Never Won in Real Standards
      The time machine in very poor shape appeared in front of B.o.T.T. headquarters. Cavendish and Dakota both got out and went inside the building. They both were quickly met with two first class agents.
      “Why Brick, Savannah. A pleasure seeing you two again.” Cavendish tipped his hat to them. “Ah yes, what do you want?” Brick asked, though Savannah's elbow hit his side for that. “Hey Vinnie, how are you feeling? I heard you weren't doing well yesterday.” Savannah asked.
      “I’m doing fine.” He responded with the most blank expression, staring deep into her eyes. She paused for a second to glance at her partner, then back at Dakota. “Okay, Vinnie. Could you come with us? Mr. Block wants to see you.” Savannah went to grab his arm.
      Dakota slapped her wrist and she let go. She stared at him trying to comprehend. “Did you just hit me?!” She yelled at him. Dakota stared back at her, dead expression, “No, the wall did”. Savannah cracked her knuckles, knowing this was going to get interesting.
      Dakota could tell what she was going to do, pouncing first instead. He jumped at her, knocking her to the floor. He held her in place as he punched her. Which caught Brick and Cavendish’s attention as they were talking about what they were going to do.
      The short man continued to punch at her, until he felt two strong hands grab his under arms. He was lifted up off of Savannah, but he knew he couldn’t give up then. Dakota instead chose to flip his way behind Brick, as he held his arms, and kicked him to the ground.
      The man then jumped on the back of the Brick, picked his head up, and started whacking his face to the floor. When he knew the man was unconscious, he turned around to get a whack in the face from Savannah. But he quickly retaliated, like he didn’t even feel the punch.
      Eventually, there were two first class agents unconscious in the lobby. Dakota looked around for someone else to take on. “Come out, I know there’s someone else who would want to take me out.” Dakota walked around. He finally found someone, Cavendish, who hit something over his head after they met eyes.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 9! Cavendish is indeed not dead, for those of you who read the previous chapter.
Chapter 9: It’s Better?
      Cavendish was scared, he had his eyes glued shut, waiting for Dakota to finish him off. But he didn’t. Cavendish peeked open his eyes to see what was happening. He was in shock to see that Dakota was hugging him, not ending him.
      Apparently he was numb to the feeling since he was so frightened. But after a minute or two Dakota had let go. When he backed away, Cavendish could see his eyes were back to their normal colors.
      “I’m sorry Cav” Dakota teared up, “I don’t know what happened. I think I forgot about you.” He pouted. “Oh Dakota, it’s alright. Whatever happened has an explanation for it, it had to happen eventually. Although, the concerning part is how you could break out of that state.” Cavendish conceded. “Well, I mean...didn’t Mr. Block say the thing was a prototype?” Dakota questioned, whipping his eyes.
      Cavendish thought for a brief moment, “Why Dakota you're right! How did you remember something like that?” He wondered. “Cav, this thing literally bit me. Do you think I’m not gonna know one thing about it?” Dakota stared deeply at him. He looked around, till his sunglasses met back with his face. “Oh thanks” He told Cavendish.
      “Alright, so you have to tell me what you can remember in your mind” Cavendish told him. “Ah, well...everything, I guess. I don’t know, nothing seems to be missing”. The tall man sat there, a little baffled by the response, “Oh! Maybe this thing hasn’t removed any of your memories. Maybe it’s just hidden behind a ‘firewall’.” Cavendish stated with finger quotations.
      “Yes, we should update Mr. Block on the new news” The man flung out their intertemporal communicator. Dakota felt his body tremble at this action. “Uh, hey...Cav. How about we just go to him instead, we are already halfway there” Dakota suggested. “Why, we should head there, now that you mention it, Mr. Block did want both of us to come and pop in”.
      “Wait, but what about our mission?” He asked. They both looked at each other for a moment, then started to laugh. “Okay okay, get back in your seat, so we can go, good?” Cavendish stated to him. “Good……good” Dakota looked back out the window of the car.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 8 is here! And Cavendish is in some deep waters, just hope he knows how to swim.
Chapter 8: You Really Thought I’d Believe That
      Cavendish and Dakota sat in the car, neither talking. They didn’t talk since they felt the other was out to get them. Dakota stared out the window, glancing over at Cavendish every once in a while. “You know, I don’t have a clue what you want to say when you stare back at me like that” Cavendish blurted out.
      “Fine, when will we be there?”, “Oh! Why we should be there...in a few more minutes...or sometime like that” Cavendish paused. “Hmm, okay” Dakota replied slowly. “You know Cav, I gotta tell ya somethin’.” Dakota told him. “Hmm, and what is that?”.
      Dakota turned to face Cavendish, and unbuckled his seat belt. “I’m really not buying the act. I know what you're trying to do”. “Perposturose, whatever might you mean? And put back on your seat belt!” Cavendish yelled at him.
      “I know you and Block are against me, and I know you both sent agents to take me down!” Dakota said, standing up in the slightest. Before Cavendish could comment, Dakota cut in again, “And I know you're not taking me on some mission, you're trying to turn me into B.o.T.T!”.
      After that before Cavendish could even think, Dakota pounced at him, punching and attacking him. Since it was very dangerous to be driving at the moment, Cavendish quickly pushed off Dakota, and went into the time stream. Which gave Dakota the perfect time to retaliate with a punch to his face. Cavendish was puzzled by the punch, but was able to block the next one.
      Cavendish finally planted a large punch directly to Dakota’s face. Which knocked his glasses right off. The tall man opened his eyes to not see his partner's oddly yet lovely colored pupils, but to see his partner’s eyes had the pattern of circuit boards on them.
      In his moment of shock, Cavendish failed to realize the fist coming right for him. He catches his fist only an inch or two from his face. “Dakota, you're not like this! You don’t want to hurt people! You only want to help, or care for them! This isn’t you!” Cavendish yelled to him.
      Cavendish tried backing up, but his back quickly touched the door. He could tell Dakota wasn’t listening, he had a crazy look on his face. Dakota continued to get closer and closer to Cav, until he went at him.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 7! Cavendish is a really bad liar, it’s going to get him nearly killed. Anyway enjoy!
Chapter 7: He’s Bound to Catch On
      In the morning, Dakota scurried his way to the strip mall, avoiding any agents out to get him. He thought his loyal partner could get him through any bad situations. Mainly by talking them off. Anyway, he thought Cavendish could act as a guard to him, since he would never turn on Dakota.
      Dakota made it up to the door, but paused. He could hear Cavendish talking on the other side, but who would he be talking to? “Yes, I agree, he’s getting more dangerous. We must take action. Those agents would have been able to apprehend him.” Cavendish spoke from the other side of the door.
      ‘Betrayal’ Dakota thought to himself. What was he to do now, the entire organization is turning on him, and he can’t hide forever. So he’ll strike it at the throat, stop it before it can stop him. Or, take away their only human tracker.
      As quiet as he could, Dakota unlocked the door, and creeped inside. He could see who Cavendish was talking to now, Mr. Block. Dakota was right, the company is trying to turn on him, probably for all of the bad things he’s done.
      “And don’t forget…” Block paused, “Uh, don’t forget to complete your mission!” He nearly yelled before leaving. Cavendish stared in confusion for a few seconds. “So Cav…” Dakota spoke up, startling him. “Oh, Dakota, you just missed Block giving us our mission” He lied.
      “Really, at 7:30? That’s far too early for a Tuesday” Dakota stated. “Yes, well... Mr. Block just wanted us up and ready, since we’re now second class agents” He wiped the sweat forming on his forehead. Dakota looked him up and down, as he walked around him. It was like he was a dog, smelling out Cavendish’s lies.
      “Fine, I’ll buy it” Dakota said, as a sigh of relief left Cav’s mouth. “So Cav, what’s our mission then?”. The tall man gulped, he looked at Dakota, he had the most snarky look on his face.
      Suddenly it popped into his head, “Why we are going to a secret, disclosed location. To find a man who took future devices to sell in the past” Cavendish made it up as he went. “Hmm...Well count me in I guess” Dakota played along.
      “Then get in the car, we have no time to lose!” Cavendish rushed. “Fine, just stop pushing, also, you know that secret and disclosed are basically the same word” Dakota stated. “Well, someone’s been learning their vocabulary” Cavendish commented, pushing Dakota to the car now.
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friesforfreedom · a month ago
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A Prototype and A Pain
Chapter 6! And no, I didn’t make up two random agents. And I most certainly did not make up a word with definition. Well enjoy!
Chapter 6: Transpaction: The Act Of Moving Something Through Time
      Dakota walked into his new apartment that he had gotten from the company the week before. “Home sweet home, even though more than forty-eight hours ago it wasn’t” Dakota spoke after opening the door. “Man am I tired, hwoo” He said as he walked over to his bedroom. Since the apartment was new, Dakota had a few boxes waiting to be opened, though he truly didn’t have much belongings.
      Unlike what Dakota might actually do, he skipped dinner. He didn’t even feel too bad by then, he just felt empty, unlike himself. The man just lied on his air mattress and stared at the ceiling, eventually falling asleep. Mainly confused about his own person.
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      Mr. Block had sent some time agents that were fairly high in ranking. Not as in Brick and Savannah, but still close. He felt as if it was a dangerous situation, in which more people could get hurt. In Block’s books, any situation where more than a population can get seriously injured is one that needs the best of the best.
      This was like that case, it was a parasite that could easily overwhelm the human body, eventually multiply, and hurt many. But, if they concur it in the first place, there’s not a problem to be resolved.
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      Two higher second class agents going by a different code name for each mission entered Dakota’s apartment. They walked around the apartment, observing carefully as they searched for Dakota. 
      One of them signaled the other when he found the room, in which they both creeped over to it. Quietly trying to make their way to the subject, Dakota sat up from his spot. “Hello there” He said to them as if he knew they were there. The two of them looked at each other in major confusion. 
      Though, that was their biggest mistake for at that moment Dakota went running at them. Dakota went in for a wide punch that immediately knocked who it hit out. The other agent started to fight him back, only for them to go out like a light as well.
      “That solves that problem, now how to solve this new one” He said looking down at the two people knocked out on his floor. “Ooh, Intertemporal Transpaction, perfect!” Dakota blurted, this method was a way to send an object, or something that’s not on the user, through all time and space. In which Dakota did, he had sent both of the time agents to the same time, just far away from his location.
      This was to confuse Block into thinking that the agents couldn’t find him. Which gave Dakota enough time to enjoy the rest of his night, and then go to work in the morning. He thought if anyone could protect him from ‘dangerous’ agents, it might as well be Cavendish.
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