You were a proud proxy!

Without the proud part! That’s besides the point, ANYWAYS..

It was a nice day outside, the sun was covered by the clouds— cloudy day, ey? It looked nice like this. Even with the sun showing a bit though, the forests still were dark and gloomy. Sucks to suck, I guess..

The only reason you were out here, enjoying life, and not on a mission was because— well, this was your mission.

More specifically, babysit an eight year old who wants to go outside the whole day and explore the wildlife.

Can’t blame her, natures beautiful. Without all the rotting dead bodies creepypastas carelessly left.

She picked up a rabbit and looked at you. “He looks like a Thomas.” She deadpanned.