MissMegaLoathe

My footsteps echoed throughout Clockwork's lair. I tried to ignore it, but when I saw Clockwork himself watching my approach, it was a good distraction. Staring makes me nervous. He noticed and looked away, fiddling with his staff. "So- you're back," he started as I came to a stop. "What is it this time? "This isn't personal business for once," I said, trying to sound official. He stopped and looked at me with an eyebrow raised. I sighed in failure. "Ok, fine, it is slightly personal. But only slightly," "Figured…" he turned around and started floating to one of his screens. "Now, what is it you want to ask this time?" I fidgeted. "A