*She goes to sit on the couch*Ĭubo: Is there anything you need, Miss Toast? I guess I do feel a bit tired.īurn: Okay, now that that's settled, I'll just submit my drawing. You see, a Medical Cube is basically a robot-like cube that spread around the galaxy to help people in need.Ĭubo: That was because you were near a flower that every Medical Cube resides in.Ĭubo: It seems like your physically in shape, and has just recently eaten. I'm gonna gain so much weight.Ĭubo: Anyway, my job here is to help Miss Toast during her condition.īurn: Speaking of that, what are you anyway?Ĭubo: I'm glad you asked. My stomachs not all round and swollen yet. Then again, you can't even tell that I have a bun in the oven. Toast: *She rubbed her stomach* I should've let you know earlier. I did a little scan on her upon activation. *She placed her hand on her stomach* I'm expecting a baby. It is my duty to help you through the condition you're in. My name is Cubo: your personal nurse and helper, Miss Toast.Ĭubo: Affirmative. *The cube then start to float as it go towards Toast*Ĭube: Analysis. *She put her hand on the cube, then suddenly, a voice came from the cube*Ĭube: Analyzing. Toast: *She looked at it curiously* That's wierd.īurn: *He taps on it* Looks like it's made of metal. Toast: *She smiled* Oh wow! That looks pretty good!īurn: Thanks! Hm? *He puts down his bag on the floor* Well that's odd.*He checked his bag*īurn: What the? *He pulls out a big white cube out of his bag*īurn: *He placed it down on the table* A big white cube? You finished with your assignment?īurn: Yep. In that amount of time, Toast had cleaned up his dorm, fixed up the hole in your wall, and fixed herself some ramen* As he does, a little cube came of the flower and enter his bag* Now I should be heading back *He stands up and walks away. Hm? *He then sees a flower glowing white* Whoa! *He walks towards it* Now this is the perfect flower to draw! *He sat down and started drawing. Nope.*He sighs* This is going to be difficult to find a flower to draw. *Meanwhile, Burn was out in the forest looking for a flower*īurn: Hmmmm. *As she heads to the kitchen, she rubs her flat stomach somewhat proudly, as a confident smile appears on her face* You're hungry too. So I'm going outside to find a flower and then draw it.īurn: Alright then. Toast: *She raised a brow* A flower? That should be a breeze.īurn: Yep. I just got my assignment today, saying to draw a flower. I'll try to get this mess cleaned up while you're gone.īurn: Well no, kinda. Toast: Oh, heading to class, huh? Well, um, ok then. Toast: *She lands flat on her back* Oomph!īurn: What the?! Why did you just burst through the wall?!īurn: *He sighs*.A-Anyway, I better head out.
#Toast burn marks drawing crack#
*He opens the laptop and begins to work*īurn: *He types* Okay, what's the assignment? *He opens an email* Draw a picture of a flower, huh? I think I can do that- *Then suddenly, a crack appeared on his wall* Hm? *And then, Toast burst through the wall with her punching bag* Whoa! Toast: *She approached a punching bag and took some strong swings and jabs at it*īurn: *He entered his room and started unpacking his stuff from his bag* *You looked around* At least this room is really spacious.*He put a laptop on the table* Well, better get to my class. And let's just say, I train pretty roughly.īurn. Hm? *He looks at the wall and sees wall-shaped holes that looks like her* Um, what's with those holes in the wall? Toast: *She looked at you* Make yourself at home, bud. Likewise! *they both shake hands* May I come in now? ?: I've gotta roommate, huh? *She smirked* Well then, welcome aboard. *A young lady about your age answered the door*īurn: Oh, um. I mean, my roommate has to be understandable right? *He knocks at the door* you're only here until you pass your classes.
*He walked towards the front door* Okay Burn. It's address is on the paper he's holding* As he was walking, he stopped in front of a house. *In a town on a island, there is a guy walking through the sidewalk, holding a piece of paper in his hand.
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