Lost Creek Hollow The Sharpest Lives

I'm glad I don't have to get a job yet.

"I'm Sherlock." He was slightly embarrassed when Mordecai had told him that he shouldn't have done what he did. Oh well, it happened. He gave a small smile and then coughed. He tried not to get the other two sick, so he turned his head like he had done before when talking to Mordecai. His figure was just fur and bones, so it almost hurt to move his head to the side. It was probably just a bad case of the cold or something like that. His blinking was getting slower from fatigue, but he pushed himself to not fall asleep.