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Fry Thief

Bell narrowed her eyes and took another bite of her burger, waiting for it to happen again. Seeing the blue hand that wasn’t her own take another fry, she sprung her plot.

Slamming her hand down she shouted, ❝Thief! I got you red handed!❞ as she hit the ketchup and sprayed it out in a messy jet over Lucy’s hand (and her own).

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Bell looked between Lucy and the bike, “Well fine then! But it’s not nearly as fun to walk.”

She pouted a bit, having been looking forward to showing off her bike first, but the excitement of seeing this hover bike negated a lot of that. Not wanting to leave her bike out in the open for what now was seeming to turn into more of a thing than the smash and grab that had been the original plan for the day, Bell wheeled her bike around. Planning to park it in Lucy’s garage. 

“Alright! Reveal this mystery onto me!“

It’s with a wide grin that Lucy holds a hand up. “Give me a minute, okay?” She had to get things ready for that, make sure revealing her own bike was pulled off the way she wanted.

“It won’t be long, promise.” Opening one of the doors for Bell to drive her bike in wouldn’t take very long, and once it’s done Lucy’s already hurrying to make sure the lights are off.

âťťOkay, okay, oh K-aye,âťž Bell huffed, bouncing on her toes, anticipation building, âťťBut I’m expecting something Awe-mazing!âťž

She stopped and waited as told knowing full well how important presentation was. Timing and location was everything and she wanted the full experience. Still, she was far too full of energy to stand still, swaying on her feet as she scanned the darkness for the sign that the reveal was coming.