*back at the air castle*

*sits there at his desk with a blank stare* ...

What's wrong Chief?

*is daydreaming now* No... no... you are not a size 4. "Fore" is what you're gonna say when the shoe pops off.

*whacks Chief with her staff* Wake up!

*is hit* Fore!!! *wakes up* Uh, what?

Chief... Crys and Crystal hasn't returned yet.

*lays head back on the desk* Then send someone to get them. I'm busy remembering those women who claimed to be a small shoe size.

Chief... everybody is gone. We don't have anybody to search for them. Except for Kyra, but she's looking after Chrissy.

... damn. Who will we ask then?

*barges in and raises hand* Oh oh! Pick me, pick me!

Stary? What are you doing here?

Well, I came to see Chris-chris, but... she's sleeping right now, so I'm bored.

Dammit, I still don't know who is left.

*jumps on the Chief's desk* Pick me! Pick me! I wanna go! I wanna go!

You think you can find them?

Of course I can. I know the area like the back of my hand. *looks at the back of her hand* Hey, never noticed that before.

*looks at Stary* When did she get here?

... Stary, go ahead and find them.

Yippie! *runs off*

*looks blankly* Ooooooooooh... pretty lights.

*looks at a can on the chief's desk* How many times have I told you not to sniff the odor eaters' spray?

*rolls eyes in back of head and falls back in chair, on the ground*


*reenters* Uh... where am I going?

*double thud*

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