Brock lifted his toe, with the crushed little still stuck to the bottom. A few more frightened littles ran out of neighboring buildings, letting out pitiful little screams. Brock took a step back into the road, and crossed his muscular arms over his broad chest with a smirk on his face. I stood there in shock, my eyes moving back and forth between Brockville's musclebound god, and the destruction he'd easily caused.
Now watch, Brock said to me. A few moments later, a couple of bulkier littles came out and began to sort through the debris of the restaurant.
Thats the Disaster Reparation Crew, he explained to me, they come and help fix any destruction that is caused by my power, or anything else.
A tiny truck drove up, and the littles began to throw the debris into the back of the truck. A little ambulance appeared as well, and the littles carried over two more littles whod been caught in the collapse.
Now watch, Brock said to me. A few moments later, a couple of bulkier littles came out and began to sort through the debris of the restaurant.
Thats the Disaster Reparation Crew, he explained to me, they come and help fix any destruction that is caused by my power, or anything else.
A tiny truck drove up, and the littles began to throw the debris into the back of the truck. A little ambulance appeared as well, and the littles carried over two more littles whod been caught in the collapse.