Jake's voice hadn't sounded for a while, but there was something about it that was different this time. A something that would be answered the moment both of them looked up to face the voice, settled at the end of the table near the now-complete music box. Three golden brothers, locked in a stiff embrace, surrounding the now repaired column of notes.
And casting a shadow over it was the tired, confused, relieved face of their big brother. Jake smiles, clearly rolling with whatever volley of punches Glob had ready for him. If this was what being dead was like, he could get used to it.
"Hey, bros." He waves, in an almost comical anticlimax, before digging into the plate in front of him. "Great spread."
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Jake's voice hadn't sounded for a while, but there was something about it that was different this time. A something that would be answered the moment both of them looked up to face the voice, settled at the end of the table near the now-complete music box. Three golden brothers, locked in a stiff embrace, surrounding the now repaired column of notes.
And casting a shadow over it was the tired, confused, relieved face of their big brother. Jake smiles, clearly rolling with whatever volley of punches Glob had ready for him. If this was what being dead was like, he could get used to it.
"Hey, bros." He waves, in an almost comical anticlimax, before digging into the plate in front of him. "Great spread."