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Okay, you guys, you can come out now! This so totally isn't even funny! No, seriously, it's about as funny as the time you put me on the porch. I get it, I'm a heavy sleeper, but if you want me to wake up, then like, just wake me up!

Ugh, geez, what I even wearing? Seriously, this is- Oooh, this is actually kind of cute. Oh, oooh, my clothes! They're right here!

...Oh, no way! They cut holes in the back?! This is my favorite shirt, too! And they didn't even leave me a coat. It's like, totally FREEZING! It's SNOWING! THEY DUMPED ME OUT IN THE SNOW!

_{[She lets out an exasperated sigh.]}

Geez, where am I anyway? It wasn't even snowing earlier, was it? Is there even a forest anywhere near our neighborhood!? Ow! Ow, OW! My back...! What did those guys do?!

_{[She's silent for a few moments.]}

Omigosh. Omigosh are these wings? Why do I have wings? I have wings!

I have wings.

Omigosh, I'M DEAD! WHY AM I DEAD!?

_{[Anyone who is around the area may see a teenage girl tromping about in the snow, talking to herself and completely flipping her lid.]}

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_{[Aaaand that's what does it. Pilouette's legs and brain suddenly seem to be working together again and with a loud squeak, she turns tail and tries to run.

Tries.

In her panic, she ever so gracefully trips over her own two feet and lands right on her face. Nice.]}

[! That was not the response he was aiming for.

Well, now that there's an obvious reason to help her, he'll just... move over, grab her shoulders, and try to pull her up. Excuse his slightly forward gesture, Pilouette, his etiquette is horrible.]

_{[As he pulls her up, she kind of flails a little before freezing again as she glances at his paws because they are huge and scary and ON HER SHOULDERS AGH.

Her minds starts running through a million different options, none of which seem in the least possible. So, after a moment, she just kind of stares at him and squeaks out a few words.]}

Uh...H...Hi?

[Stare. She's obviously nervous, and he's sure it's because of him, but it's not clicking that his holding her shoulders might also have something to do with it.]

... Hello. [She said "hi", after all.]

_{[She can kind of feel a big lump of TERROR just forming in her throat and her words just come out in quiet squeaks.]}

U-Um...

If I'm going to be destroyed y-you have to tell me.

It's only fair.

[... What?]

I-I'm trying to help you... not... "destroy" you. [He can understand "eat" her or "kidnap" her, but "destroy" her? Really?] Y-you were making noise before, w-weren't you?

_{[It's...better not to think about how she comes to these conclusions.]}

O-oh! I, um, guess I was making a lot of noise.

Um...I-I'm sorry!

[Ignoring her apology because he doesn't understand why she's apologising.] W-was something wrong?

_{[Huh. He doesn't seem like he's going to hurt her. Maybe. Her voice becomes just a little louder.]}

Um. Kind of?

I mean, I did go to sleep at home and kind of woke up...well, here.

[Hm. Well doesn't that sound familiar.]

Did you... just get here?

Y-Yeah. And I was like, super freaked out, so that's kind of why I was so noisy earlier...

I... see. [And now he... doesn't know what to do about this. He isn't very good at explaining things very well.]

Uh... [Where to start?] ... How... h-how much do you know, then?

I know that I'm stuck here, I can't go home and that's awful and I hate it.

_{[She's...not adjusting well.]}

I... [Suddenly he feels like he's a lot more pleasant than he thought. Wonder why...] Th... th-that's true, I... guess.

Have... d-do you know about the...? [He awkardly and jerkishly gestures to his own journal.]

Um, y-yeah. Someone told me about it, uh, just a little bit ago. It's still kind of weird, though...

_{[She starts to kind of inspect her own journal, a quizzical expression on her face.]}

[He nods. Using a book at all is strange for him.] A-alright. Then...

... I-it can be very... useful. Y-you can just talk into it [instead of rea... wait. She probably can read.] ... i-if you need to know something. ... F-from others.

Huh. So, it's kind of like a phone with pages. Okay, that's...Wait, that's still weird.

But if I talk into it, then like, what are the pages even for?

_{[By now, she's too busy trying to comprehend this...bookphonething to be all that nervous.]}

Like a phone?

But... th-the pages are to see who y-you're talking to. A-and if you want to... [What's that word?] ... a-answer t-to another's... voice. ["Recording" would've been a better word to use, but he doesn't know it quite so well.]

Yeah. You use it to talk to people who are far away. Like a phone.

_{[The idea that there are people (or beasts) here who don't know what a phone is doesn't occur to her. She's really starting to get pretty amazed at this thing.]}

So it has video and stuff, too...? Golly, it's like something out of some kids' show or something! Wow~

[Shrug.] A-alright then. [He'll just take her word for it. He won't ruin her fun.

But...] Kids'... show?

Yeah, like, those shows for little kids where they always have those really bizarre stories about going to other worlds that could never really happe-

_{[She stops short and gives this statement some thought. She's been brought to another world, given wings and is talking to a giant animal person about a telephone-camera-journal-thing.]}

...Um.

[Um indeed. He... just assumes she means "shows" as in, maybe like one of those minstrel shows he's heard about? With children?] ... Wh... [Okay, he's just shrugging now. Whatever they are, she is obviously in another world so it can obviously happen.]

W... w-well there's... a guide in it... somewhere. It... t-tells you a lot of things.

[Though what those things are are beyond him.]

A guide...?

_{[She starts flipping through the journal, trying to find this guide he's talking about.]}

That sounds pretty useful, I guess... Wish I would have known that sooner. _{Maybe I wouldn't have made an idiot of myself...}

[He shakes his head at that, but it's because of how stupid he feels not being able to read it at all himself. To her, it probably looks more like, "No, you're not an idiot." Now what next...]

Uh... [Looks around.] H-have you found the Welcome Center y-yet?

_{[Though she does indeed misunderstand the gesture, she does smile a bit. Even a tiny bit of assurance is always nice.]}

Um...I've heard about it. I, like, haven't quite been there yet, though.

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