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-=of course, the magical PCD switches on, and Ed's looking in the main living area of Whipstaff, looking at all the presents Al received on this holiday of sorts. It's a few days after, and he looks down at the item in his hand, chewing on his lip. It wasn't fancy, it wasn't shiny or big. .... Al's had a long time to acquire this much love, hasn't he...=-
Gee, Al! Looks like you've been collecting a lot of friends, here, huh? What the hell are we gonna do with all this ju-stuff?
-=he just tosses his sock cat (like this, but in Al's favorite color and the fabric transmuted into something softer) into the pile and goes to walk off, still calling out.=-
You're gonna have to find another house to fit all of this in! I can barely walk!
Gee, Al! Looks like you've been collecting a lot of friends, here, huh? What the hell are we gonna do with all this ju-stuff?
-=he just tosses his sock cat (like this, but in Al's favorite color and the fabric transmuted into something softer) into the pile and goes to walk off, still calling out.=-
You're gonna have to find another house to fit all of this in! I can barely walk!
