It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
Chip shook his hand firmly with Broadway, the large gargoyle’s claw dwarfing his own by a surprising amount. “What can I say? Brook’s the only gargoyle I’ve seen so he’s all I had to gauge by.” Chip gave a shrug before releasing his grip. It was then that Lex joined the scene. He turned his attention to the third gargoyle, noting his greenish-toned skin and diminutive stature. The wolf carefully got down on one knee and grinned optimistically in Let’s direction. “And you’re Lexington eh? Impressed you managed to build a bike from scratch too. Wish I could’ve seen it for myself.”
The green gargoyle started at the wolf for a few seconds before responding, his eyes giving life when refrenced that he built the bike from scratch. Even a smile grew on his face. “Well yeah. It took awhile to find the parts since it was my first time, but I managed. Thank you.” Maybe this stranger wasn’t that to Lexington, but there was still going to be that sense of wary. With that said, he turned the red gargoyle.
“The humans are alright in there. A little bruised when I released them, but they called the police so we should move right about now.”
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