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"I think cousin Wish might still be alive."

"Fumizuki's probably right ..."

Jooters walked into the bar, looking confused.
"Hey, I found a building sort of nearby in the multiversity space. It's called Trixo's Bar. Does it have anything to do with here?"

Mathius had gone into a room.and locked the door and finally allowed himself to mourn.

"I don't think so? Did you misspell the name of this place in a GPS again, fwend?"

She was passed out outside of the bar, battered and disheveled with glitter on her torn clothes and fur.

He scooped Natasha up and brought her inside.

She coughs and groans, smelling like smoke and mud. She flicks her ears as she stirs. Her nose twitches, "Smells like the bar again." She squints to the bright lights, "I can't remember anything."

"You were outside up against the wall...."

"Did you see a second bar out there?"

"No. I didn't see anything out there. Do me a favor and bring me a glass of cream for Ms. Natasha, sweet face."

Fumizuki thinks for a moment. "Cream…cream as in ice cream?"

"No, sweet face. The type Uncle Mathius puts in his coffee"

*thinking floof noises* "Oh, okie." Fumizuki heads off to the kitchen, and returns a few minutes later with a carton of coffee cream. "This stuff?"

"Excellent. Thank you, sweet face"

Fumizuki returns to doodling in a notebook with some crayons.

He is sprawled out on the couch asleep in the same place he always sleeps. He was sleeping in the same position he was when Azumi slept on his head.

And so Azumi slept on the exact position when she was on Andrew's head, drooling water magic all the while. She always looked a little stupid when asleep.

Gustavo is in the kitchen doing a pizza making montage, complete with music.

He snored quietly. It felt almost as if he didn't even feel Azumi on his head. He mumbled something about Japanese rice candy..