Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

He knocked the door first before entering into the tv room that jaur consisted of a really legs t.v., a recliner and a couch. Inside would also be a more elderly gargoyle and Bronx resting on the seats. The first to look at the duo was Bronx who immediately started to smile and pant just a little bit, not wanting to leave from the couch just yet. The elderly gargoyle soon followed and saw the duo. First he had a welcoming expression when he saw the gargoyle, but a more confused one once he saw the wolf.

“Aye, Brooklyn. Was worried about you last night. This the mutant you told us about?” Said Hudson.