The Ears That Hear Us-Chapter 29

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First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1250572637 Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1261809968 Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1261811062 The Ears That Hear Us-Tango “You did what?!” I scream. Skizz rubs the back of his neck while giving me a sheepish smile and avoiding eye contact. “I went to go see Impulse~” “You haven’t even fully recovered yet! That’s it! I’m grounding you!” The flames on my head shoot up, setting the roof on fire. “Top!! Look what you did!” Skizz yells, chucking water at the fire like a man possessed. Various different variations of hissing noises exit my mouth as water rains down on my head from the ceiling. How I have ended up here with a wet head-which always seems to happen when Skizz or Zed is around-and a hole in the roof is a long story. Eh, I don’t feel like telling it. Skizz basically lets me drag him to his room, where I proceed to lock all the windows-from the outside-and lock the door-also from the outside. “Grounded. Until. Further. Notice.” I snap playfully, and listen as he bursts into giggles on the other side of the door. Then I open it again. “This is further notice, you’re ungrounded.” I say in the happiest tone I can manage. He bursts out laughing, which gets me too, and soon we’re collapsed on the floor, telling each-other awful jokes and giggling like children. Just like old times. Exactly like them. Maybe there is a chance we’ll all get through this. After all, one of my best friends, who should be dead, is telling me jokes and laughing with me. Maybe all this really will work itself out fine. I hope so. For my sake, for Skizz’s sake, for Pearl’s sake, for Abolish’s sake, for Scott’s sake, for Joel’s sake, for Lizzie’s sake, for Impulse’s sake, for Martyn’s sake, for Ren’s sake, for Etho’s sake, for Zed’s sake, for Gem’s sake, for Bigb’s sake, for Katherine’s sake, for Shelby’s sake, for Drift’s sake, for Grian’s sake, for Scar’s sake, for Cleo’s sake, for Jimmy’s sake, for Owen’s sake, for Pyro’s sake, for Apo’s sake, for Legs’s sake, for False’s sake, for Doc’s sake, for Cub’s sake, for Avid’s sake, for X’s sake, for Keralis’s sake, for Oli’s sake, for Sausage’s sake, for Fwhip’s sake. For a lot of sakes, for a lot of friends, this needs to work itself out. To promise me it will. I’m not a big believer in the Watchers, but, just this once, I’m sending them a prayer. Please, please make sure my friends are okay.