"There were hordes of monsters coming into town? Not Grimm-- and I needed a quick get away. Ruby's... chickens were scared."
That's right, Oz. He stole a truck to rescue a couple of chickens.
Under the glowing lights of the little cafe, Oscar dug out his bike lock and secured his ride to the nearby fence. The chain was sad enough that a pair of bolt cutters would rend them in no time, but bike thieves were in short supply in Deerington.
Mostly, there was no reason to bother.
Nodding, Oscar took out the remaining muffins he had made for the jackalopes from his backpack and set them on the ground not far from his bike. Noses twitching at the scent of the confections, the jackalopes stood silently and watched in wait.
"That's right," he replied. "They're a little unsettling to a lot of people. I don't think they're any scarier than the deer though, they seem to want to help."
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That's right, Oz. He stole a truck to rescue a couple of chickens.
Under the glowing lights of the little cafe, Oscar dug out his bike lock and secured his ride to the nearby fence. The chain was sad enough that a pair of bolt cutters would rend them in no time, but bike thieves were in short supply in Deerington.
Mostly, there was no reason to bother.
Nodding, Oscar took out the remaining muffins he had made for the jackalopes from his backpack and set them on the ground not far from his bike. Noses twitching at the scent of the confections, the jackalopes stood silently and watched in wait.
"That's right," he replied. "They're a little unsettling to a lot of people. I don't think they're any scarier than the deer though, they seem to want to help."