“I see,” Betty answered, a little disturbed as she looked down at the soup, though it still looked fresh enough. Say, how long have these soups been here, anyway?”īoris scratched his head with thought. “Hm,” she smacked her lips a couple of times, “Not too bad a lil’ bland though, could use pepper. “Aw, you’re too kind, Boris.don’t worry, it’s pretty hard to ruin canned soup,” she reassured, and took a small spoonful to cool off and sample. The smell was interesting, though delectable. “An’ here we go,” Boris announced as he came in with two bowls of hot, steaming bacon soup. This was going to be much trickier than she thought, and could only hope and pray that it would come out as smoothly as they could get it. Betty owed it to him to help.īut as for the other toons? Both were still very much a mystery, especially now.and the presence of the Searchers and the Ink Demon were now a real problem, a wrench thrown into the proverbial machine. She was pretty certain now that he could be trusted. He’d really been such a sweet wolf, and quite upbeat most of the time, despite what had happened to him. She glanced over at Boris as he warmed up some soup at the small stove top, more than happy to be the host for her. She wondered if there was even an ability to leave this crafted cartoon studio if it came to that…well, she was sure there was for her. The toons that ended up in the Lost Place were often in a pickle when they were Betty had seen many of them in bad shape before they came to be rescued. For the place that it was in, the break room was indeed a cozy little area, and it made for a perfect place for Betty to stop, rest, and think about her current situation.
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