_“Hhokay… definitely underestimated the… capacity of these tanks.”

“Hmmmmph… mmmrphhh…”

“Hmmyeap, don’t think he’s gonna be very talkative anymore. At least not until his mouth stops being buried in his neck.”

“Hhhhrrrrmmhhh…”

“Hey Line? Think you can call it now. Sounds like his tank’s been running pretty much nonstop for a while now.”

“Heheheeh… oh yeah…”

“…Line?”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, you win or whatever.”

“Wonderful. Think you can get us off these tanks, then?”

“And why would I do that?”

“…Ah, hm. You know, I’m beginning to think this contest was just an excuse to get the two of us big and immobile.”

“What? Nooooo… …Okay yeah.”

“Figures.”

“Heeheehee… Besides, I don’t think I could shut his off even if I wanted to, with his butt wedged against the floor like that.”

“Yeah, you should probably start working on figuring out how to get us outside before our orange winged blimp of a friend here breaks the ceiling.”

“Hhhhhmmmmphhh…”_

Alright, after a whole nineteen days since the last part, here’s the third piece of that thing I was doing for Railfan, wherein we learn why I don’t post big sequences that often. Least I got there eventually, huh?

Planning to revisit this in the future, but for now I’ve got a couple other things that need doing, so I shouldn’t be dropping off the map for that long again if I can help it.

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