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“We are waiting for someone,”
Cucurucho responded. The scientist stared at him like a deer in headlights, confusion written at his face.
“Who exactly?”
Multi asked right after, not waiting for silence to slip through the cracks his anxiety began to cause. Cucurucho still stared at him, his eyes a black void anybody who didn’t know any better then to look at them to get lost in.
“You will see,”
—
Or, what could have happened if Multi followed through with what he said he would do when he asked to save Quackity from the federation.

