Once Grub found her feet she blinked curiously up at Pickpocket. Weren't they supposed to be duking it out? She looked back to Maurice who was furiously rubbing his arms to chase away the crawly feeling.
"Thanks, Mr. Pines," Maurice said as he got a hold on himself. He could recognize good sportsmanship when he saw it. This was to help him with his Problem after all. "O-okay, Grubbin. Sorry t'sound like a broken record, but VICE GRIP!"
Grubbin turns to look back at the floating keyring but hesitates. Pickpocket helped her! Biting her would be MEAN!
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Once Grub found her feet she blinked curiously up at Pickpocket. Weren't they supposed to be duking it out? She looked back to Maurice who was furiously rubbing his arms to chase away the crawly feeling.
"Thanks, Mr. Pines," Maurice said as he got a hold on himself. He could recognize good sportsmanship when he saw it. This was to help him with his Problem after all. "O-okay, Grubbin. Sorry t'sound like a broken record, but VICE GRIP!"
Grubbin turns to look back at the floating keyring but hesitates. Pickpocket helped her! Biting her would be MEAN!