Born to Silly

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He huffed, but didn’t move. “Do you even know how to use that thing?”

I forced a smile across my face. “Do you know that you only have one shot left? And judging by the sprite-bot, that gun is in such poor repair I’ll survive being shot with it. Will you survive being shot with this as many times as I can move the trigger while you try to reload?”


Monterey Jack took a step back. And with that falter, my smile was no longer forced. “And I’ll be taking my canteens back.”

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Fo:E — Chapter Two: Equestrian Wasteland
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