"...Now it's tickling..."

Who: Fenard
where: promenade
when: after finally snagging the bouncing contraption
Kevn looked at the small, humming machine that laid in his hands.
"What are you my little friend?" he asked it, "And why did I build
such a naughty thing?"
Kevn sighed and looked it over. It was almost sphereical in shape, but
was really clunky at the same time. Kevn sat it down on the bench and
sighed. His hair turned a hue of purple, "What now? What am I going to
do now with this crazy thing? I could get a good kick out of tossing
this thing in the drive room... But I'd probably end up cleaning
Parrot's bathrooms..." He sighed and scratched his head...
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