Word's Out
Once the two came out of the library, they suddenly saw Smidge running up to them.
Smidge: Oh my Guh, there you two are! I heard you two just got into an intense fight with a bunch of Grabby-Crabs!
Synth: Y-You did?
Smidge: Yeah, and I-
As she was turning to Laguna, the tough Pop Troll suddenly noticed the brace around the Techno scientist's fin.
Smidge: Whoa, what happened to your fin?
Laguna: Torn ligament from the fight.
Smidge: Whoa. Maybe I should wait until you're better to start learning some of those moves.
Laguna: Actually, I can still teach you the basics. We'll just have to save the advanced moves for after my fin's recovered.
With that, the two girls headed off to begin the training, leaving Synth alone with his thoughts.
Synth's Subconscious 1: I can't believe we've been turning our body into a weapon, and we didn't even know it!
Synth's Subconscious 2: And the weirdest part is, I actually want for us to keep at it!
Synth's Subconscious 3: Guys, it's fine. Tide-Kwando was just created for non-auto Techno Trolls, so-
Synth's Subconscious 1: So it's fine for Laguna to do it. But what about us? Our Autorta works like a charm!
Synth's Subconscious 2: Well-
As the Techno ambassador found himself walking, he overheard plenty of his fellow Techno Trolls talking about the fight.
Purple Male Techno Troll: Seriously, bro, you had to have been there! Laguna was like a hyper-charged glowstick!
Red-Purple Male Funk Troll: (awestruck) Wow!
Pink Female Techno Troll: And the way she fought those Critters... (shudders)
Lavender Female Pop Troll: Gee, you think you know a Troll.
Blue Male Techno Troll: Not to mention Synth's whirlpool. It was crazy strong!
Green Female Techno Troll: Even worse than the one at Laguna's 12th birthday party!
Yellow Female Country Troll: (excitedly) Whoo-wee! Sounds like it was one hair of a tussle!
Powder-Blue-Haired Classical Troll: (worriedly) Do you think either of them might do it again?
Muscular Male Rock Troll: Ooh, now that I gotta see!
The fear voiced by (some of) his fellow Trolls was more than enough to flare up Synth's worries.
Synth's Subconscious 1: Our title of Techno ambassador is a straight-up lie!
Synth's Subconscious 3: No-no-no-no-no, it's okay. Maybe we can just... unlearn those moves?
Synth's Subconscious 2: Or... we could continue our training without any Troll knowing.
Synth's Subconscious 1 & 3: Huh?
Synth's Subconscious 2: Well, they only know about Laguna knowing those moves, not us. That means as long as we keep from using our water powers for a while, we can keep up our awesome training while our rep recovers.
With his mind made up, Synth quietly went up to some bushes and swiftly disappeared into them.
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