Non-Residential (Chapter 2: Put On A Show)
“What do you think they are?”
“Well, one of ‘ems a vampire for sures.”
“Yeah but like, what about the other two? ‘Cause they smell frickin’ rank, dude. ‘Specially the angry-lookin’ one.”
“Like... wet dogs or somethin’.”
“Yeah, totally! ... Maybe they just have BO.”
“We outta tells Dark abouts this.”
“... In like, two minutes? The vampire is playing the kazoo again and I think the angry guy is about to snap it in half.”
“Oh shit, youse might be right.
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“I’ll do it!”
“Miles, give Enis his kazoo back!”
“NO! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”
“Miles, we’re stuck in a strange forest, no clue how we got here, and we have to work together to get out!” Dodger walks up, her footsteps... aligning to a beat.
“We have to work together!” she sings, reaching for the kazoo. “We have to keep the peace!”
Miles stumbles away, kazoo still in hand. “I’d rather fight off a flock of angry geese!” he sings back.
“We need to find a way out, so we need to get along!”
Enis grins, and joins in with a slide and throwing open his arms. “And that’s why we’ll sing this healing song!”
“I don’t want to deal this.” Miles throws the kazoo away and starts stalking off. “I’ll find my own way home!”
“Oh, come on,” Dodger scoffs.
Dodger and Enis both pops up next to Miles, hugging him and singing at the same time. “You know we’ll always be there wherever you will roam!”
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Bing and Yancy sit in the tree, gawking.
“Are they singing?” Bing whispers.
“Yeahs,” Yancy whispers back.
“Dude, you outta pop in and join them.”
“What?”
“Yeah! You like singing like this, totally seems like your thing.”
“I’s don’t sing no mores, remember?”
“You totally hum and sing to yourself like, all the time.”
“... Well I’m not gonna do’s it in front of other people.”
Bing and Yancy watch the spontaneous-kazoo-battle-dance-choreography scene for a minute more.
“... I don’t think you’d be the embarrassing one if that’s what you’re worried about.”
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“Alright, FINE! I guess... this journey isn’t just mine. Enis, here’s your kazoo.”
“I knew we could count on you!”
And just as suddenly as the musical number began... it ceases. They pick up their stuff, and set off again.
“Doesn’t mean you can play it again yet,” Miles growls, not even looking behind him as Enis lifts the kazoo to his mouth.
Enis slowly lowers it.
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“Okay, dude, Dark’s gonna flip out about this, I’m flipping out about this! What the heck was even... like, dude, what?!” Bing laughs a little, and pulls out his phone. “Should I send a memory recording, dude?”
“Youse got enough wi-fis?”
“I’ve got data, it’s chill. ... Oh, he’s calling. ... Hey, Dark! Yeah, Yancy and I are out together. We’ve uh, actually got some stuff to tell you.”














