[It does indeed sound familiar, but... there's something off about it. Off just enough that it makes Ilsa's ears swivel and pin back by how strikingly strange it sounds. She recognizes it instantly as Eustace's voice, but it's not right.
Valo's whining only confirms that yes, her gut instinct was right. That dread that she feels twisting up her stomach had been on point.
...?
Because when she finally turns around to look, she's filled with... well, she doesn't know what she's feeling right now as Eustace jogs up the road in... that. Whatever that is. What is this...? Who is this? That isn't Eustace, that's an abomination. An imposter wearing a blindingly awful cardigan, flowery sunglasses, and a backpack he would never be caught dead wearing.
And he's coming right this way.
Ilsa had been too stunned to move, but as soon as he gets closer, her reflexes kick in. She immediately scoops up Valo and starts to scurry towards the front door, hoping that Eustace hasn't seen her yet.
It's okay, Valo... She will save you from this monster posing as your dad!!!]
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Valo's whining only confirms that yes, her gut instinct was right. That dread that she feels twisting up her stomach had been on point.
...?
Because when she finally turns around to look, she's filled with... well, she doesn't know what she's feeling right now as Eustace jogs up the road in... that. Whatever that is. What is this...? Who is this? That isn't Eustace, that's an abomination. An imposter wearing a blindingly awful cardigan, flowery sunglasses, and a backpack he would never be caught dead wearing.
And he's coming right this way.
Ilsa had been too stunned to move, but as soon as he gets closer, her reflexes kick in. She immediately scoops up Valo and starts to scurry towards the front door, hoping that Eustace hasn't seen her yet.
It's okay, Valo... She will save you from this monster posing as your dad!!!]