*in the nursery*
*bursts in* Stare? STARE? *looks around*
*runs in as well* What the hell? *looks at the hole in the wall*
Is that where the meteor crashed?
*goes over towards it* Yes... but there is no trace of the meteor.
*looks at the crib* Stare? *sees him and picks him up* *sigh of relief* Oh my god. You're alright! *holds him*
*runs in* Jessica? Is Stare alright?
*holds him* He's alright. Shooken up, but alright.
*looks at the crib beside it* Angela?
... my daughter.
*lifts the covers*
*is in the crib* Arf Arf!
Oh my. Your child is missing?
... *at the top of her lungs, enough to shake the air castle* RULAKIR!!!!
*walks in* You bellowed?
Rulakir! Where is Angela?
I put her in that crib when we got here.
*takes out the dog* This is NOT Angela!
... I swear Jema, I put our daughter in that crib.
!!! Our daughter?
Don't just sit there like Orakio would! Help me find our child!
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