"What...?"
Jig watched the girls leaving him behind. Then sudden realization hit him straight to the face.
I'm third... they are racing... I'm going with them... Last one buys lunch... have money only for ingredients and little less for food... 2+2=... HOLY CRAP!
"MOVE IT, PYRO!"
Jigumundo hopped a bit to give his steed sign to run. But Pyro knew better... It started beaking the ground in the search of some food.
- "I said, Move it!"
- "Kweh!"
Pyro cared none for Jig's money. Only for food. The Professor had to be smarter if he wanted to win the race and what comes with it - save some money.
"Loser will buy you greens, you ungrateful glutton!"
After this words, Pyro's spirit heated up with the feeling of competition and more important, the prize. Delicious, sweet, green prize. He started running... no... Launched itself into wild sprint almost dropping professor behind. Jig almost fell. He grabbed the reins at the last moment.
Pyro was about to catch up with Nicodeme. He ran with unstopable gluttonous rage. His eyes were burning with passion for food. His stomach was roaring with lust for tasty Gyshahl Greens.
Jig watched the girls leaving him behind. Then sudden realization hit him straight to the face.
I'm third... they are racing... I'm going with them... Last one buys lunch... have money only for ingredients and little less for food... 2+2=... HOLY CRAP!
"MOVE IT, PYRO!"
Jigumundo hopped a bit to give his steed sign to run. But Pyro knew better... It started beaking the ground in the search of some food.
- "I said, Move it!"
- "Kweh!"
Pyro cared none for Jig's money. Only for food. The Professor had to be smarter if he wanted to win the race and what comes with it - save some money.
"Loser will buy you greens, you ungrateful glutton!"
After this words, Pyro's spirit heated up with the feeling of competition and more important, the prize. Delicious, sweet, green prize. He started running... no... Launched itself into wild sprint almost dropping professor behind. Jig almost fell. He grabbed the reins at the last moment.
Pyro was about to catch up with Nicodeme. He ran with unstopable gluttonous rage. His eyes were burning with passion for food. His stomach was roaring with lust for tasty Gyshahl Greens.
