So, I had to disappear for a bit under mysterious circumstances. You know how it is - sometimes you just need a break from the chaos and craziness of The F.A.S.T crew’s shenanigans. I packed my things in a hurry, leaving behind only a note that read: "Due to personal reasons, I will be disappearing under mysterious circumstances. If I am not back by Monday at 5:00, I am dead." Yeah, maybe that last part was a tad dramatic, but hey, gotta keep things interesting around here.
As thoughts raced through my mind while slipping out into the night on Friday - Will they even notice that I'm gone? Will they come looking for me? Or will they be too caught up in their own schemes and stunts?
On Monday at 5:00 when Burn barked at me as soon as she saw me coming back covered in bruises and scratches – “HEY YOU WENT MISSING AND SAID YOU MIGHT BE DEAD AT MONDAY AT 5:00!" It took me aback for a moment; her caring side wasn’t something expected before casually shrugging it off with an explanation- "Oh yeah about that note...it was meant for Whiplash."
I avoided eye contact feeling sheepish; "I didn't think you would care," Before Whiplash came storming in with concern written all over his face -”hi" mumbled awkwardly before trying to sneak away into my lab without any further confrontation.
“You’re okay? What Happened?” Whiplash yelled Grabbing hold of me “Come here,” Smoove couldn't help but lose his cool there.”Let me see your injury," Smoove demanded calmly hiding his inner turmoil racing with questions- Where did you go? What happened to you? Are you really okay now?"
I finally turned around giving them both sheepish looks letting out heavy sighs muttering softly-"I'm sorry," admitting felt like pulling teeth but necessary after seeing their genuine worry etched on their faces.
And so ends another chapter of Skidmark's wild adventures within the F.A.S.T crew!