Food source? Sourced from WHERE?!
Passerine was calmly tending to their house, reading a book on birding and petting their own pet hawk.
However, right as they are getting into the good part , Ol' Sammy calls them.
Brandon got...ROCKET LAUNCHERS??? Welp. No time to learn how to action movie like the present.
Pass' runs out of their house, he always joked of it looking like a bird house, they guess he's right...RIGHT, THE CHILD.
They spring and sprint across ST, finding him on the edge of the walls of the city.
"..Hey...Kid..Why are you,"
They huff from the sprinting.
"Oh, whoops, lol. I, uhh, got too into it."
Passerine gets interrupted mid sentence by him just..jumping off the nearly 12 stud tall wall.
"Yea! Besides, this old thing has been jumping off cliffs taller than that old pile of bricks for a while!"
He gestures to himself, like an object, for some reason.
They quiver in their own boots, what the fuck has this kid been doing??? Who?-No-WHAT LETS HIM DO THAT??
"Who let you do any of that?"
"Noli! Guest called her uncle Noli. Weird space guy with a cool mask and suit."
Ah, Noli, yeah Pass remembers Sam talking about this kid knowing Noli.
"I'm gonna be honest. I just think of Noli as that purple loser from Forsaken."
"....Game where you run from a killer..I guess? There's a lot to it. Noli's in it is the point."
"No. It's not the actual Noli in there. I get you though, I'd been worrying if I knew them."
Passerine gestures for Brandon to pull out his stamper tool so he can fix all of the damn holes he made from rocket jumping.
Just as they swing their hand, the boy's voicebox starts acting up.
"Helllooo? You there, Brandy?"
The speaker sounds like garbled nonsense, but the words come through!
Pass does not know who this is at all. All they know is it being that kid who came here a couple months back.
"We've found The Eternal Strawberry Fields. Go get Mr. Sammy. We want you here, too."
Passerine ponders something, could they get more food from there? Yes, using Drako meat is letting them get by, but DrakoPillars and such suck alongside the bird problem they have..
"I HEARD THAT(SOMEHOW). BOTH OF YOU ARE ALLOWED TO GO."
Sammy shouts from across the small village.
"Let me in the damn spyglass or I take your xbox privileges."
"Sorry, sorry. Here. Let's see if your theory is right."
A "bzoop" sound follows the voices from the box.
"bOOOOO Imma gohst!!11!!"
A couple of chuckles could be heard from it after that quip.
"Go to the edge of the island, I'll be at genericus soon!"
The communication device cuts out.
Passerine pilfers their home for whatever they could need, never really prepared for such a sudden trip.
Brandon, on the other hand, just..sits there.
Pass looks at the kid, questioning why he's just standing there.
Brandon juts up, before putting his hand on his chin
"The bus(?!) is coming in two minutes, get ready!"
A snort comes from the other side of Brandon's speaker.
Says a voice slightly different than the last? Albeit, sounded like the same set of vocal cords,with a Brooklyn accent, too??
Oh, right. Yeah they get it. Plurality.
"Ok, we'll be there in a jify!"
And so the pair mosey on down, down through the deep forest they've nestled in, through the dangerous fauna, strangely explosive flora.
They find the bus, docked on the island's edge. It contains a set of children(and one weird green thing), from tallest to shortest:
A rabbit girl, her ears marked with what appears to be blood? Not to mention how her face is censored by a blue box. No matter what way she turns, she remains faceless.
The next is french, they don't bother observing them more.
A ghost-thing flies around the bus, seemingly tied to a magnifying glass. They wear a dominus, leather jacket, and jeans. From looks alone, they seem to be an asshole, the silver shine of their dominus reflecting Passerine's face right back at them.
"Hey. You here for the kid?"
"Here for the food source, actually."
Passerine looks at the ghost and ponders something...Egg?
The final person seemed small, below average height. They wear a red and black trench coat, baseball cap with a red R on it, their mouth looks funky.
Oh yeah, they need to introduce themself.
"I'm Passerine, local bird expert, I like being nonbinary..?"
They say it with a questioning tone, unsure if they'd throw rocks at them or something.
"Did the brain cell jump from lulz's skull to yours?"
Passerine chuckles, "So I think you're all Brandon's friends? Correct?"
"Heard of him before, but that's from old red hat."
The coated one grips the steering wheel.
Passerine nods, hopping aboard, Brandon following.
The bus is strangely comfortable, and large.
They spot the lack of a god damn key, in place of it sits a rip cord??? For some reason?????
"Get seated folks! We've got one hell of a show, the next stop's THE ETERNAL STRAWBERRY FIELDS!"
They slam the gas pedal while pulling the rip cord, the bus being sent bloody flying, everyone else sitting calmly in their seats and Brandon and Pass are thrown around like rag dolls, thankfully managing to grab onto the seats and sit down.
"..does this whole place run on roblox physics...?"
A thought pops into Passerines head, normally would be a joke but, should they forcefem the ghost?
.....They're imagining it.
"Hey,
you
look
focused,
why?"
"..I-uh-Wanna gender their bender."
They say while looking at the ghost.
"Oh
dude
same.
Can
she
just
like
be a
girl
already?"
"..What's your name and...are you a girl?"
While Passerine knows Brandon's woke, they do not know the woke levels of his friends, so they're trying to throw in questions that could be seen by the cishet white man and have him not blink.
"No.
Found
out
a
little
bit
ago."
THEY'RE IN THE CLEAR, THEY'RE TALKING TO A TGIRL.
"There's
not
much
to
know
about
me.
I lik
roblo."
"Since we're doing intros, the name's Niko! And you're watching-!"
"ROBLOX MYTHBUSTERS!"
Niko says starstruck at the ghost, it fist bumps him and moves on.
"I'm the hacker, helper, name is not needed since I can just disappear into the SHADE."
"-Helps me out whenever needed."
So just as Pass' is getting acquainted with these people, they realize they're like 200 feet in the air on the bus from spirited away.
It crashes back down into the water, making a splash.
Somehow it continues across the water, waves crashing as they speed along.
Passerine starts staring out the window, the waves calming them down from such a crazy situation...Seriously how did they get in Roblox Hell from a virus link?
All the meanwhile, Brandon is chatting with Niko.
"I love HeliWars! It was always so fun getting together and pushing the enemy side or goofing off in the cars lol."
"I played it a couple times, it's nice,"
He says while leaning back on his seat.
"You know, I wonder if we'll ever get to play roblox again."
"If so
Idc.
It's
been
good,
but
without
friends,
roblox
feels
sour to
me
now."
"Besides,
I've
been
hurt
too
much
by
It."
"..Right. that..How'd you even get here?"
From that everything goes a bit quiet.
The stone kid falls asleep.
"Did he theorize too hard?"
Shadez laughs to himself.
The waves hit the rocks like how thoughts shake around Passerine's head.
Because of this Pass sort of short circuits. Unsure what to do, they just pull out a picture of their hawk and start yapping, surely someone will listen.
Brandon does, listening in awe.
"..-Because of this I managed to figure out their clutch size and it's about 3-4 eggs, matting season seems to be about spring, however with the Vast being like it is, it seems year round here..."
The education ends as Guest booms:
"ALL ABOARD, WE'VE REACHED OUR STOP!"
They pile out of the bus, the terrain rocky and overall uneven, they manage to set up a small camp.
Guest prepares a pot of his favorite sauce.
"..So what should we even call the species, Because It does not have a name yet."
Pass' looks impressed at the name, unsure how they didn't figure it out themselves.
Passerine yawns, slinking into their sleeping bag.
They look up at the stars and feel unease....They swear they can see a figure rocketing off in the distance.
Despite safety concerns, they manage to fall asleep, HOW LONG TILL THE STARS CALL?
