Something Productive
Something Productive
If not, there was a gross oversight.
'I wonder how he was made. Probably in a secret government laboratory or a magic cauldron of some sort. I mean, there's no way that this dude is the same species as me… right?'
After a few seconds of Sunny blankly staring at him, Kai smiled politely:
"Uh, Sunny? Did you want something?"
Sunny flinched and covered his eyes.
"Ah! Don't smile at me!"
Kai blinked.
"...Alright."
Breathing heavily, Sunny glared at him and slowly lowered his hand.
"That's better. And yes, I did want something."
Kai suddenly livened up and pointed at his chest.
"What is that? An accessory?"
'What is he…'
Lowering his gaze, Sunny noticed the mysterious key hanging on a thread tied around his neck.