Tater Tot Banana
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Thread Topic: Tater Tot Banana
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Crypta typed in a passcode and slipped the device into a little compartment. "That's one of my defense mechanisms. It's a good thing it wasn't amplified just now or you would've been fried."
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That decided it. Harper wasn't going to touch anything with metal unless he knew exactly what it was.
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"Sorry about that. Do you like chicken pot pies?" Crypta inquired.
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Harper furrowed his eyebrows in thought. Chicken pot pie? He hadn't heard of one of those. He didn't remember hearing of one of those, at least. He nodded just to make less trouble.
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"Alrighty then, I'll whip a few up," Crypta said, bustling off to the kitchen. A robotic dog padded after her, its tail wagging.
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Harper followed the girl into the kitchen. After a moment of thought, he quietly said, "Harper."
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Crypta stopped midstride. "Harper? Is that your name?"
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Harper nodded. He wasn't going to say anymore. The consequences if he got caught...
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"That's a nice name," Crypta said with a smile. "I'm Crypta, pleasure to make your acquaintance."
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Harper nodded again. He knew she was going to try and coax him to say more, but he wouldn't. The less she knew the better for both of them.
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Crypta placed a plate of steaming chicken pot pies on the table as the robotic dog nosed around for metal scraps. She set down a bowl of boiling motor oil for it and the dog happily began to lap it up.
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Harper started eating the pot pie. It was the best thing he'd had in a long while. He ate it quickly, possibly burning a taste bud or two in the process.
(Dude, I haven't had a pot pie since I was like six) -
:'0))
"Woah, slow down!" Crypta said. "Take it easy, you're going to choke." -
Harper shrugged and continued to eat.
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"Or toss your cookies," Crypta continued. "Or burn your mouth. Just be careful, okay?"
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