Fall 15th
Just so you knowTo be clear, you are the guy who stepped on me
Sticking to the sides of the street, Eruditus did his best to avoid being squashed. While it wouldn't really be a problem as long as his head was uninjured, it was amazingly inconvenient. I wish I was taller he thought gloomily, and probably not for the last time This place just isn't made for Pycon. As melancholy as he was, he might have been mistaken for an Akvatari if he wasn't the wrong shape. What I need is a valet he thought, dodging away from a large blue foot that came cashing down next to him or a least a friend who doesn't mind a passenger now and again.
Eruditus was so preoccupied with thoughts of valets and improperly sized cities that when another foot came down, its owner unaware of the Pycon, he didn't move. Squish. Luckily, he had been standing in such a way that only his legs were crushed, and his head was perfectly intact. By the time Eruditus had registered this, and scraped his legs off the bottom of the boot, he was already several yards away from where he had been.
Sprouting an extra pair of arms to aid him, the Pycon climbed up the blue man's clothes and up to his shoulder, furiously mad. "Hey! How about next time you look where you're going, you vagik!" He shouted, almost hopping with rage. He was so angry that he actually considered using voiding to dispose of this piece of shyke for a full second before realizing how idiotic that would be. Still, he was angry at this moron, and he wanted an apology.