“So impatient,” Cooper says, mocking, and goes to pick up a tube filled with powder. “You know, these herbs and vials and crap are important.”
“Yes, because crap always sounds necessary.”
With a smirk on his lips, Cooper shakes his head with amusement. Setting down the tube, he walks over and shuts the door. Behind it on the wall is a yellow pushbutton.
“Wait, wait, wait,” I stammer. “Is that a secret button? Can I push it?”
“Oh, no!” Cooper declares. “Chasers only.” With a satisfied smirk, he pushes the button.
And just like that, trumpets sound and fireworks boom in my head as row upon row of swords and other types of weapons are revealed. That’s what I’m talking about!
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