Holly fervently dialed her father’s number, hoping he would pick up as Porkpatch scouted Pinwheel Circus. Her phone rang and rang. Oh, why did he have to have business to attend to in the Gluttony ring? Would Porkpatch be back soon? She hoped so, and finally, her father picked up.

[What's up, Holly?] He asked with a casual tone. But when she told him everything she knew about the situation, his tone quickly changed. [WHAT!?] He bellowed, rage clearly evident in his tone.

“It's bad! Like, BAD bad! We need you over here!” Holly said.
[You don't have to tell me twice!] He said. [Make sure that pig is okay, I bet he will come in handy to have later.]

Just as her father had said that, Holly heard a loud squeal from Porkpatch, when she ran over to see, she saw a horrifying sight.

Porkpatch had grabbed Auto-Chipper by his front teeth, and then threw him. Auto-Chipper then righted himself, and swung back with his thorn covered claws, hoping to land an easy hit. Porkpatch caught his hand, punching the robotic beaver in the face. This caused him to stumble, letting Porkpatch finally grab a hold of the body of Auto-Chipper, and throw him FAR away.

“Holy sh*t! You okay!?” Holly yelled as she ran over. Since she didn't have healing magic like her sister, she tended to carry around a small first aid kit in her coat pocket, which she promptly fetched.

“I'm fine. Scrapes and bruises most likely.” He replied, before wincing in pain when Holly pulled out a dark thorn out of his hand.

“You know if this stuff can spread through punctures like that?” Holly asked, worrying for her newfound friend.

“I hope not! That would be bad. I've already lost all my friends, I don't want to lose myself too.” He replied as Holly kept patching him up. He looked at her handiwork, and thought it to be impressive.

“Lets just hope my disinfectant does its job properly.” She said, before looking back at her phone.

Her father had hung up, and had sent her a text.

‘Tell Anafabula to say her prayers. She may be stronger than me, but she is not stronger than a father whose kids have been harmed.’