[FANFIC PREVIEW] Enter the Yordle Peeping Squad!
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"Short. Silent. Steps. Short. Silent. Steps."
Teemo continually murmured the words to himself as he crept silently through a line of planters, doing everything he could to avoid being seen. This time around, there was little room for error, but if he could pull this operation off, the rewards would be glorious.
"Hey Teemo, where are you off to?" asked a familiar voice.
Teemo's heart nearly leapt out of his body as he jolted upright, turning to whoever had spotted him. The sight of a familiar blue-furred male Yordle eased him, but only slightly.
"Gah! R-Rumble! Don't scare me like that!"
"My bad," Rumble replied casually. "Just wondering where you were going."
Teemo and Rumble stared at each other for several seconds, as though trying to read each other's thoughts.
Teemo then said, "Hmm… I have a feeling you're a lot like me. Like… kindred spirits. As a fellow ladies' man, I think I can trust you."
"A fellow ladies' man, huh? I like where this is going, hehe."
"Okay, so here it is…" Glancing around to see if anyone was watching, Teemo whispered, "According to my sources, a bunch of the ladies are right now bathing at that new public hot spring."
"WHAAT?!"
"SHH! You gotta be quiet for this mission, dude, or we're both dead in the water!" Teemo hissed.
"Oh! Right, sorry!" Rumble whispered, catching his volume. Then, with a smirk, he said, "I imagine I'm the only person you can share this treasure with."
"So… are you onboard?"
His grin widening, Rumble answered, "Do you even have to ask?"
Smiling widely as he shook hands with Rumble, Teemo said, "This feels like destiny, man."
"Yeah, I know what you mean, my brother-in-peeps. Onward to the Promised Land!"
With a brisk handshake, the two re-entered the brush and continued creeping their way through the plants, with Rumble following Teemo's expert lead.
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