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FPS followed suit.
“Wa…ter…”
The thief pushed back a veil of vines and froze. FPS came up behind him and gasped.
The Time Freeze Golem laid mangled in the grass before them.
“Pre… heat… oven…”
“Stay back, Miss Bandi! It’s still operating!”
“Wait!” Tora pushed him back. “Listen.”
“…core app…les…”
“What is it saying…?” FPS frowned.
“…melt… butter…”
“Holy shit,” Tora snorted. “It isn’t—!” It was. He started laughing uncontrollably.
“What, what is it?!”
“…slice… apples…”
The sleek chuckling thief sauntered over to the golem wreckage, searched about where its head used to be and found a glittering data crystal.
“…425 …degre—” He plucked out the crystal mid-sentence.
“That damn Bolli,” Tora grinned, tossing the crystal playfully and catching it. “It’s her legacy.”
“You mean—”
He did.
“Her fuckin’ apple pie recipe.”
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