Gideon would be able to get one foot out over the roadway before he heard an authoritative voice. "Stop right there almost criminal scum!" The traffic cone maybe two feet to the side of Gideon got up and seemed to have floating hands beside it. "That sign says that it is not safe to cross this intersection at this time. Are you new here or something?"
'Holy crap traffic cones are talking... Hopefully he doesn't have an extended family... Ran over plenty before in my career...'
'Holy crap traffic cones are talking... Hopefully he doesn't have an extended family... Ran over plenty before in my career...'