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[allstarchuck]

If you should venture out this afternoon, you might happen upon a certain Chuck. He's wearing tight comfy jeans, a t-shirt, and the sunglasses that have been a stable of his sartorial choices the past couple days, and is stretched on the grass, arms crossed under his head. This would be the perfect, idyllic pose to watch the clouds, except Chuck

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[a1enzo]

Do the Jedi mind powers alert him to the aerial approach of a small* dragon?

If not, don't worry, the ground-shaking thump when it lands nearby should take care of that.

*Disclaimer: 'Small' is relative to other dragons, not to humans. Your mileage may vary.

[allstarchuck]

"Hello?"

WTFFFFFFF.

[a1enzo]

"Hi." The body and ground impact may be that of an enormous lizard, but the voice belongs to a prepubescent boy. "What're you doing, telekinesis?"

[allstarchuck]

"Something like that."

UM.

WHAT'S THE BEST WAY TO ASK 'WHAT ARE YOU'?

[twopointohbaby]

Jake declined all the choices (mostly because he's worried that there would be some sort of side effects back on his world, and the fact that he just finally got used to the nanites), but he's still having fun with all the Legos around.

So he might be fiddling with some bricks he stole from a chair. Maybe.

[allstarchuck]

:OOOOOOO CHAIR-STEALER!

Chuck's pen is now on the ground, giving him some semblance of normalcy.

BUT WAIT.

Did one of Jake's bricks just move :O?

[twopointohbaby]

Jake peers at it, confused. Are his nanites acting up again?

[allstarchuck]

It just looped a figure eight!

And is now doing a little brick dance.