Enjoy! I'm gonna go bury your Pocky and we can finish things up in a minute.
[In a very cartoonish puff of smoke and dog hair, where Gladio was standing is now a large brown wolf, complete with Gladio's scars. Snuffling and stepping free of the pile of leather pants, he grabs the Pocky box in his muzzle and runs off]
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[In a very cartoonish puff of smoke and dog hair, where Gladio was standing is now a large brown wolf, complete with Gladio's scars. Snuffling and stepping free of the pile of leather pants, he grabs the Pocky box in his muzzle and runs off]