I canโt help blushing and looking down at my feet. โIt was nothing.โ โIt was literally everything to me.โ I look up, putting on my best version of Eightโs teasing smile. โIn that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.โ Eight clasps his hands across his chest like Iโve wounded him. โYouโre right! Iโm a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.โ He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. โMy savior, what can I ever do to repay you?
Pittacus LoreWe break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. 'Now we're talking,' Nine says. 'One of your parents must've been a chimรฆra. Probably your mom.
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