Thread:StarryTheZodiacQueen/@comment-35027757-20180921230754

Rebel’s hands were balled into fists as she marched through the halls of the mall, the group trailing behind them. “Look, I know they’re not gonna seem like much,” Rebel sighed, “But I know these guys better than my own Mom. They’re crazy good fighters and are probably our next hope.”

Gulfstream perked up her ears. “Is that…kazoo music? And drumming?” Rebel muttered an “Oh, gosh” under her breath as she kept walking. “Just…don’t judge them. Please.”

Thunderstorm’s hand was practically yanking Swampy forwards as the two walked, Swampy looking mildly exhausted from her friend’s speed-walking/dragging combo.

“I hate to sound like a whiney kid on a field trip, but,”  Luana said, “…are we there yet.”

“No. It takes a while. Just…keep your eyes out for, like, a shop, but it looks like the Cheesecake factory. But. Made out of wood.”

“Oh, you mean that?” Confidence said, pointing directly at a massive wood archway, with neon lights pulsing gently from it. “Looks like someone’s home.” “I swear if, if she drank coffee and let them go wild…” Rebel said, placing her hand on her forehead. “Never mind. Let’s just go in.” “Does ANYONE else hear the kazoo music?” Gulfstream asked, looking more perturbed than ever.

Sure enough, a kazoo could be heard ringing out, and some bad drumming alongside it- oh, wait. They were playing a kazoo version of Macklemore’s Thrift Shop?

Swampy just stared at the lights and listened for a minute before shrugging. “Not the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen.”

wrinkled his nose. “We’re going in there…? This situation is bothering me.”

Toffee sighed. “Come on, we just gotta go in. I just want to make sure my friends are alright.” “What about, you know, everyone else?” Nyx asked, scowling.

“Oh, right. I guess we have to save them too,” Toffee murmured. “I mean, uh, yeah! We gotta protect everyone!”

Rebel sighed as the kazoos grew louder. “Hey, I’m back- Silverskies, what happened." 