Beckspace
A Beck in space
Rachel rolled her eyes at his flex, but nodded her head at his next suggestion. “Pizza sounds perfect,” she agreed as she made a portal straight into their living room.
As she walked through her portal, she thought about his question. “Jump City is certainly starting to think so. They weren’t mad about us fighting for them today, that’s for sure.” She looked to her shoulder and patted the little dragon’s head. “I guess we do make a pretty good team. Don’t let it get to your head, though.” At that, she nudged him off her shoulder
“Now go. I’ll place the pizza order, you take your suit off and get the fabric paint,” Rachel said, taking her phone out from a pocket dimension.
Once the pizza was ordered, Rachel rolled out a paint-stained sheet across the counter. They had used it when they painted the house, luckily she kept it for the next project.
As she walked through her portal, she thought about his question. “Jump City is certainly starting to think so. They weren’t mad about us fighting for them today, that’s for sure.” She looked to her shoulder and patted the little dragon’s head. “I guess we do make a pretty good team. Don’t let it get to your head, though.” At that, she nudged him off her shoulder
“Now go. I’ll place the pizza order, you take your suit off and get the fabric paint,” Rachel said, taking her phone out from a pocket dimension.
Once the pizza was ordered, Rachel rolled out a paint-stained sheet across the counter. They had used it when they painted the house, luckily she kept it for the next project.