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Sometime I remember RA and the good things that came from it and I get sad bc I miss all the people that came from it.

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WHY

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Snippy scrambled up to his feet as Sprinkles was distracted by Pilot's entrance. The creature hissed, frantically glancing between the aviator and the sniper. It hesitated only momentarily before taking off, exiting the room from where Pilot had just been.

Snippy straightened up, a little puzzled by the mutant's action. He glanced at the pilot before cautiously following it. He carefully peered around the corner

The creature pounced! Snippy tried to duck but Sprinkles still managed to clip him with his back paws. It knocked him on to his back and it skidded across the floor. It glanced between the two again, trying to decide who to take first, when a loud roar echoed through the base.

HEY. HEY, SNIPPY-BOOT. WANT TO PLAY I SPY?

Sure. I guess.

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((yay I can do asks now!!))

made a separate blog for snippytime so that I can do asks now. itssnippytime.tumblr.com I still have snippytime as well. .yeah..

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Snippy wondered why he always seemed to be in situations like this, as he stared at the sharp teeth of the mutant cat named 'Sprinkles'. Time and time again he found himself staring at what seemed to be the end of him. Yet he always managed to survive. Surely a creature that looks like it popped out of the imagination of a child wouldn't be the death of him.

But as the creature lowered itself down, ready to pounce again, Snippy, (left with nothing but a pot to defend himself), began to feel doubtful. No. Of course this would be the way. Something ridiculous and deadly. Not starvation, not hostiles, no...A mutant 'friend' of Pilot's had to be the way. 

Snippy tightened his grip on the remaining pot he was still holding, but stayed where he was on the floor. Yes, this might indeed be the end, as ridiculous as it sounds, but he wasn't going to give up. Snippy would fight till the very end. And the end might be very soon.

HEY. HEY, SNIPPY-BOOT. WANT TO PLAY I SPY?

Sure. I guess.

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You know what, fine. It’s not like you weren't going to give it to her anyway. 

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Hey! If you have a problem with how long it takes you can go look for your own food! Look, I'm going whether Captain likes it or not.

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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>.< Most likely not.  Pilot you do realize that that was our last can of beans right? And that, besides what you think, we definitely have to eat, right?

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Photoshop can take care of herself! WE need that food!

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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You feed her the beans!? Pilot we were going to eat those!

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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I'm leaving, and there's nothing you can do about it.

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Snippy raised the mop, trying to block the attack but it was no use. Sprinkles swung its paw and knocked the sniper off his feet, sending him tumbling across the floor and snapping the mop handle in half.

He scrambled back to his feet making an attempt for the broken half of the mop. Sprinkles screeched and jumped in front of his path. Snippy slid to a stop and switched directions, running instead toward a couple of pots just a few feet away. He managed to grab hold of them and bang them together, hoping to scare the thing off. Sprinkles hissed, raising her shoulders and lowering her head. Snippy screamed as he beat them together again and again, trying to come off as intimidating as possible. 

For a moment it seemed to work. Sprinkles flinched back, hissing at Snippy as she receded further back. But it didn't work long. Just as Snippy was feeling confident that he could actually escape, Sprinkles pounced. Snippy threw one of the pots at her and tried to jump out of the way, but stumbled over another stray pan and fell on his back. He rolled over on to his side but froze at the sight of Sprinkles just a few feet from him, her teeth bared. 

damn

HEY. HEY, SNIPPY-BOOT. WANT TO PLAY I SPY?

Sure. I guess.

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Sorry Engie. Sometimes you just gotta direct the attention elsewhere. And Pilot while you're at it, tell Captain that I'm leaving my room whether or not this 'party' is ready. I've got some gathering to do.

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Yes Pilot. Between the time I asked you what I’m getting and now, I talked to Engie and was told everything.

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Snippy proceeded cautiously, gripping the mop tightly as he creeped up to the base's kitchen area. A large hole that Snippy had covered up with a tarp, was torn open, the remains of it fluttering in the wind. The few pots that Snippy had gathered on their journal, were scattered across the floor, most them now dented more than they previously were. 

Snippy could still hear a quiet yowling coming from somewhere in the room. Was the thing hurt? He stepped carefully, trying not to alert his presence to Sprinkles, where ever it was. He clutched the mop a little tighter, wishing that it was his gun instead. 

He froze. There was a small clicking sound, a hiss, then silence. Nope...this definitely won't end well.

HEY. HEY, SNIPPY-BOOT. WANT TO PLAY I SPY?

Sure. I guess.

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A pet rock…Okay, I guess that’s not too bad…

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|

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Fine. Then tell me, Pilot, what am I getting for my ‘birthday’?

CAPTAIN TOLD ME TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHOE.

*sigh* It’s not my birthday, Pilot :|