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PART II

He gazed up at his ceiling fan, his arms and legs lying limp. It was very rare for Zoot to not be doing something that interests him. Being the ball of energy that he was, he was always at least doing one thing at a time. But here he was, on his bed like a dead, beached whale on sand. He thought to himself about what he could do to kill time during this Sunday afternoon. Zoll was out of the cord on a camping trip, nothing else on the computer seemed to interest him today, and he already got done drawing his favourite OCs over again for the 14th time this week. Then, an idea struck him. Zuz! He was the only other person in the house, it'd be a prime time to fuck with him! A devious grin spread across his lips as he hopped out of bed and rushed out of his room. He made a sharp right turn to the door next to his own. He chuckled a bit to himself as he barged into the room, hoping to startle Zuz.