"So let me get this straight." Lucci said as they made their way through the next stop. "The girl I gave advice to about not holding in her anger and bombing the town from a distance, is enraged with the same girl you gave advice to about mistakes are alright?"
"Ironic, I know." Luz snorted. "Star reminded me so much of myself…way too much actually. She was just getting too lost in her own head with guilt. She just needed a nudge in the right direction."
"And I sent someone just like me on a warpath against that, since they blame everything on them and are angry at living in a world not belonging to them." He muttered. "... It'll be fine, right?"
"If they don't blow up any major cities, I think we can call that a win." Amity snorted. "Though I have to point out the hypocrisy of Luz giving a girl who blames herself advice on not blaming herself for everything when she has yet to take her own advice."
"I don't blame myself for everything." Luz lied shamelessly.
"Luz, I broke that Marco boy six ways to Sunday over his terrible therapist skills, I WILL whip them out again if you lie like that again." Sasha said from the steering wheel.
"I think those therapy skills would be better put to our Palisman's aggression to Luz." Hunter held up Flapjack.
"Chirp Chirp."
"I don't think comparing Luz to my Womb donor is helping anyone's case little guy." Lucci groaned. "I'm just glad we're far away from that town. Should we try blowing it up? If Belos knew about it, I bet he'd sell whatever's left of his ratty soul to take full advantage of that muck."
"For all we know it's not the town itself." Boscha suggested. "It might just be that Star girl, who's living in the town."
"What, you think her presence might be some kind of anti-magic generator?" Willow questioned.
"Aren't Titan's magic generators?" Amity asked. "It's not hard to assume something out there does the opposite."
"We should focus on fixing one problem at a time." Vee brought up. "Much as I'd love to help out a new friend, we still have a scavenger hunt to get back too, and it's not like we've hit any more towns like Echo creek...titan that was just an awful experience."
"Where are we now?" Gus asked.
"Dunno, didn't get a look at the town …" Sasha spoke up. "We can try asking around after a refuel … because SOME LION STILL WON'T GET OFF HIS LAZY BUTT!" Their therapist yelled to the sleeping creature that refused to budge. "Lucci, get your pet under control soon, or else I can't promise you won't find me wearing a pink lion skinned coat in the near future."
"You can try." The boy rolled his eyes with a small smirk. "Good luck keeping up with his teleportation."
"Oh, I will find a way. The only question is when I will do so." The woman chuckled in a way that reminded him of Cuttie and Snapdragon.
"Anyone get the feeling Dr. Waybright is a few steps away from being a super villain?" Gus pondered, put off by the evil laughter as the rest of them.
"If anything we're an improvement." Boscha snarked. "And on the off chance she tries to take us down, we take her out."
"Nah, I'd give you guys a chance to rule by my side first, before locking you in a dungeon so you could change your minds." Their doctor snorted. "It's what I did when I WAS a bad guy, wouldn't hurt to do it again."
They stared at her as the bus stopped. "I'm just gonna grab a drink." Lucci said as he walked out. No need for snacks, not with the proud snacks they got stored up. He had to admit, now that he was seeing more of Earth, it was turning out to be a half decent place. Maybe it was just Gravesfield that sucked…then again, every place that they've stopped at happened to have something magic about it, so many of those were just the exceptions.
And there were the people too, actual people he would want to consider friends. Stitch, that jumbo scientist, the Kelly girl, all of them were okay in his book, definitely an improvement over most of the residents in Gravesfield. Even Vee was meeting people that accepted her Basilisk nature just as much as Connie and Masha did … it was crazy.
Lucci walked into the store, seeing … a kid in a blue cape with a mustache and glasses arguing with the guy at the front desk. "I'm telling you sir, the sign says one free slushie per new customer."
"First off, you're not a new customer. I can clearly see the mustache is fake Bloo."
"I, Don Senior, have no idea who this handsome 'Bloo' fellow is."
"And second, you drew that sign with a marker and tapped it to the window." Cute, kid must've been new at conning people. Maybe he could lend a hand.
"Hey there bro, how's it going?" Luccci asked, ruffling the small kid's head. "I'm sorry if my brother's been giving you a hassle. He calls himself 'Senior' after watching a mob movie and thinking the 'Don' referred to Donnie."
"Wait … your 'brother'?"
The little guy looked at him for a second, and the instant they both made eye contact, they both knew what the other was thinking. "Come on bro, you're embarrassing me!" The little guy pretended to pout. "You can't keep doing this to me!"
"That's big brother's job, remember?" Lucci laughed, grabbing a cup. "Anyway, I'm gonna help myself to that special."
"But that's not real." The man tried to say.
Lucci gasped. "Are you saying you falsely advertise? And here I thought better of this station catering to customer's needs."
"One star review." The little guy shook his head. "Covered with lies."
"But it's not re-"
"Do you know how long my family and I have been traveling? Weeks sir … weeks on the road with nothing to sustain ourselves … nothing but proud snacks we found in the garbage." Not that Lucci would've minded if they came out of the garbage, but most of earth from what Penny had said seemed to think they tasted awful.
Their eyes widened. "P-proud snacks!?"
"My stomach's been in knots for days." The little guy sighed. "I thought the sweet release of a slushie would have soothed my ailing … but sadly, we can't afford it." He pouted. "A tragedy … I might die from an upset belly."
"Is that what you want?" Lucci asked. "To kill my brother, you monster?"
"Sir.."
"You can't even find it in your cold, black, bitter heart to give a little kid some relief…how do you sleep at night?" Lucci pounded on the counter. "What would you mama think of you if she saw you being so cruel?"
"...She'd hit me over the head and disown me." The cashier sighed guiltily.
"Truly a disgrace to the family." He shook his head. "You're a terrible son, a terrible family member, and a terrible employee, who can't even be honest and give the small, hope filled child his need for survival!"
"It's fine bro." The little guy said with big, wobbly eyes. "Maybe sleeping in the cold will help get rid of the pain."
"Alright, alright, it's free, it's free!" The man handed them over extra large cups. "Just take it, I can't stand the guilt anymore!"
"Thank you for the charity…perhaps there's a place in heaven for you yet." Lucci bowed, leading the little guy outside with their slushies, waited until they were out of sight…and laughed. "HAHAHAHAAHAHAAA, oh man, what a sucker!"
"Oh, oh it always tastes best when it's free." The kid smiled as he slurped. "It feels earned, all the effort going into snatching it."
"Right!" This guy got it. "Lucifer Clawthorne, call me Lucci."
"Blooregard Q. Kazoo." The little guy bowed. "But everyone calls me Bloo."
"Well then Bloo, do you feel up for scamming more suckers for personal gain?" He smirked, pulling out a few bags of chips he managed to take from the gas station.
"Oh, hidden hair departments, that's sweet. I told Mac he should've imagined me with some decent hair, or at least bought me a wig." They smiled as they ate.
"Weird sentence …"
"Hey Lucci, we're good." Boscha said as she walked up to him. She looked over at the kid. "Who's the tag along?"
"Oh Angel, this is Bloo. I helped him scam the cashier into giving us free drinks." Lucci introduced them. "Blooe, this is my girlfriend Boscha, the most beautiful girl in all the universe."
"Hm?" The little guy tilted his head as he sipped on his slushie. "You imagined yourself a girlfriend? Weird."
"...What?"
"I'm saying it's weird. I mean, sure it's not like I haven't seen people date weirder, three eyes and pink skin is on the lower end, but it's still pretty bizarre. Like, how old were you when you made her up, and-?"
"And that's where I decide to kill you, twerp." Boscha growled as she lifted the kid by his sheet … only to in fact, take the entire kid up.
Lucci blinked at that. It didn't look like she was grabbing his hair. Lucci looked under … "Um, Boscha?"
"Yeah Crystal?"
"This kid doesn't have feet."
"I could tell by how light he is." Boscha shook the kid around, taking off the mustache and cape.
"Hey, hey, hey, watch it! It took me six hours to get this costume just right." The little kid shook it off, revealing it to be some kind of…blue….something.
"It's gonna take you six days to recover when I get through with you." She growled, setting her hand on fire and burning the costume.
"My mustache! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" The little guy screamed into the air. "You'll pay for this, devil woman! YOU'LL PAAA-aaaaaagh!" Bloo dodge a fireball. "Great, it's one of those violent imaginary fr-ahhhh!"
"Oh you WISH this was imaginary!" Boscha lit up on fire. "Because when I'm done with you, the only way you're going to be able to eat is if you imagine a mouth after I burn it off your face!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGH!" Bloo ran off … or was it slithered? The guy didn't seem to have any limbs aside from arms.
"What set Boscha off this time?" Willow asked, noticing the fire forming all around them
"A tiny blue child named Bloo with no legs, stumps for arms, and thinks Boscha is somehow imaginary despite definitely being aware she's a violent threat." Lucci explained.
"... I can't tell if I'm sad or not that I'm not even questioning that sentence." Willow sighed.
"Wanna think it over a slushie?" He handed his over to her. "It's too sweet for me."
"Thanks, I will."
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Boscha finally cornered the twerp in an alley, chuckling as she prepared a fireball. "Any last words before all you'll be able to speak are gurgled cries for help?" She asked.
"Yes, I'm going to point out that I'm sorry for whatever it is I did to offend you, even though I did absolutely nothing wrong!" He cowered. "Like seriously, I have no idea what you're angry about, you just went all ape on me out of the blue!"
"You insulted me in front of my boyfriend….that alone deserves death." She began summoning a giant fireball over her head.
"I was insulting your boyfriend's tastes, not you!" Oh, now she knew she wanted it slow and painful. "No, please, spare me, I'm too young and beautiful to die!"
"And I'm too angry to let you live!" Boscha threw it at the little brat…only for some other kid in a red shirt to run in and contain it…with a green plastic egg?
"Bloo, what did you do this time!?" The new kid exclaimed.
"I have no idea!!" The child cried, hugging the red shirt with a snotty nose. "They're just attacking me while I was making observations! Mac, thank you!"
"Don't thank him yet, I'm not above frying kids!" Boscha yelled, preparing another fireball.
"Boscha, calm it down." Amity smacked the back of her head. "We're going to talk this out."
"There's nothing to talk about!" She screamed. "He's insulting my Crystal's taste!"
"Who dates their own imaginary friend!?" The little blue shit exclaimed. "That's like, dating your own kid or something!"
"Wait, Imaginary?" Luz asked as the others walked up. "Like, fake?"
"Do I look fake to you?" The blue thing asked in a deadpan tone.
"You are a walking ball of blue … something, so … a little?" Hunter responded.
"Ouch. That hurts. You struck my soul and now it's bleeding out. I'm dying. I'm dead." The blue thing fell to the ground. "Run me over, I'm clearly not long for this world. Might as well burn me alive."
"Somehow he's like Lucci, but more dramatic and sassy while being less skilled." Willow noted, drinking a slushie.
"Look, I think we're getting a lot of mixed signals here." Gus came up. "We're witches."
"Right." Red shirt nodded. "Witch type imaginary friends."
"No, we're from another world." Hunter explained next
"Right." The kids still looked like they didn't fully believe them.
"Didn't want to have to do this; but I don't think we have any other choice. Spice." Lucci's lion came up to them.
"You do realize a pink lion is only proving our point, right?" The blue shit rolled their eyes
"Okay, what's your definition of an imaginary friend?" Willow asked.
"Anything a kid can think of." Red shirt said.
"Alright, so if I was imaginary.." Lucci reached into Spice's mane…and pulled out the dark matter ball. "Would I be able to do … this?"
The sidewalk the kids were standing on became candy, the clouds rained down sofas; and frogs were playing trumpets.
The two children looked wide eyed, sparkling at the situation. "Cooollll."
"Yeah, that's magic, not imagination." Lucci smiled wickedly. "Now how about we have a musical number to celebrate!?"
"Not today, Clawthorne." Willow snatched it out of Lucci's hands before he could sing with a vine. "But yes, we are real witches. Not fake."
"When we said imaginary, we weren't calling you fake or non-existent." The red short kid responded. "It's just how it works. We know a bird that can lay eggs that hold anything from umbrellas to trading cards to pianos."
"And a creature chained up in the back of our house is a giant, massive bomb." The blue shit added.
"But those sound like…actually real and dangerous stuff." Hunter countered.
"Yes, like me." The shit waved his stumps. "I'm an imaginary friend."
"But…you exist." Luz pointed out. "How does that work?"
"Look dude, it's simple." They explained. "Lonely people need friends, so they think of one, and they pop into existence. Nothing complicated about it."
"...I feel super ripped off by the universe now." Luz grumbled.
"You had an imaginary friend?" Amity asked.
"Of course I did, what imaginative girl doesn't?" Luz explained. "She was a brave adventurer, half elf, half witch." A black robe and pointy hat popped into existence behind Luz, along with a blank face with no noticeable features other than pointed ears, like witches but longer. "She has the brightest ruby red eyes, and glimmering golden hair…"
"Luz…" Gus tried to interrupt as the figure grew red eyes and golden hair.
"..and she had an emerald staff and never took shit from anybody…"
"Luz …" Willow tried to get her attention as the eyes took on a more serious tone, the blank hands grasping onto an emerald staff.
"And most of all, she was always willing to open up her heart, speaking in long soliloquies expressing herself underneath a seeming rough exterior." Luz sighed fondly as the skin became a bit more rough and harder on the figure. "And her name was …"
"Fear not, mine closest of companions, Luzura!" The thing moved from behind. "For art shall enchant this party with her mighty magic, in the name of Glandara the bold!"
".... You're real … YOU'RE FINALLY REAL!" The girl cheered with sparkly eyes.
"...I feel like this should be more disturbing than happy." Hunter said. "Luz just made a whole new consciousness… out of nothing but pure thought."
"Can we all do that?" Spinel asked with a wide smile and sparkling eyes of her own. "Cause I've got a LOT of thoughts in my head!"
"… Please tell us only kids can do this." Gus pleaded. "You don't want to see what comes out of her head."
"Anyone can do it if they're lonely and in need of a friend." The red shirt shrugged. "Although my brother made Red in order to kill Bloo …."
"I'm sorry, my brain's still breaking from people being created out of imagination." Willow shook her head.
"Then follow us. We know a place that can clear things up better." The red shirt waved his hands.
"I'm still going to kill the blue blob, just fyi." Boscha stated.
"You and half the friends at Fosters."
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Wilt held the door open as Mac and Bloo came back in with a group. Judging by how they smelled like a barbecue, it seems Bloo probably did something to upset someone enough to light him on fire…again. Hopefully Wilt could do what he can to alleviate some of the tension. "Hey there new guys. My name's Wilt." He offered out a hand. "I take it you're looking for a place to drop off your imaginary friends?"
"I feel like it's gonna be easier in the long run to just say no." A short boy asked. "You know, considering only one of us is an imaginary friend."
"Greetings tall red guardian of this humble abode." A witch looking friend bowed down. "I am Glandara the bold. And this is my greatest companion, Luzura the brave." The girl with round ears began squealing.
"Aaaaaaahhh, she's speaking how I always imagined them speaking!" The tan skinned girl shook the girl with purple hair. "My childhood bliss is finally coming back to me!"
"I-am-so-happy-for-you." Purple hair got out with all the shaking being done to her.
"Let's just say for the moment that they're new to the whole imaginary friend thing." Mac explained. "Bloo got caught up in a misunderstanding and almost got burned alive for it."
"I seee … well I hope you're all feeling better." Wilt responded.
"I still want to burn that blue piece of crap alive." The three-eyed girl pointed to Bloo.
"Language!" Madam Foster shouted out, followed by a knife landing right next to the girl's head.
"I don't remember all old ladies being this scary." The short kid winced.
"My grandma, snapdragon; Nana pizza, literally every old lady I know is scary." The boy with curly hair pointed out.
"Oh, don't be afraid of Madame Foster. She's not scary, she's filled with youthful invigoration." He gestured to the whole place. "She made this whole house for the lot of us after all."
"One woman made a whole mansion?" The blonde boy asked.
"To be fair … we're not entirely sure if this place is an imaginary friend or not." He still got lost on the third floor at times. And the less he thought about all the times he felt like he was being watched when he was taking showers the better.
"So, one lady made so many imaginary friends she needed a mansion?" The girl with glasses asked.
"Oh no." Wilt shook his head. "This is a foster home. You know, like an orphanage." He explained.
"It's mainly for imaginary friends who got left behind by their real families can get adopted." Bloo added. "Unlike me; who still gets to hang around his kid."
"An entire mansion for people to experience found family…" The curly boy smiled. "Luz; I don't know how it's possible, but I'm starting to like earth a little more as this trip goes on."
"This place rules!" Round ears screamed as she hugged the witch. "Earth is more magical than I ever expected it to be."
He looked over to see a couple of passing friends. "Yo Edwardo, Coco, come meet the new guys."
"Coco?"
"Yes, Bloo was involved, but no one got hurt…I think."
"We're fine physically, but our brains are fried." The blonde shrugged.
"Coco?"
"No, we have a therapist that beats up people and drives, so we're fine on mental health." The purple girl shook her head.
"OH COME ON! How am I the only one who doesn't understand her!?" Bloo screamed.
"It's not that hard. There's just subtle undertones you learn to pick up on after you listen to enough Birds." The curly one shrugged.
"Hello, nice to meet you." Edwardo waved his hand nervously.
"Aww, you're adorable." The purple one walked up and hugged the big guy. "You're like one big fluffy abomination."
"… Edwardo have mixed feelings on name calling." He spoke with tears in his eyes.
"Abomination is a good thing where we're from, don't worry." The afro girl assured them. "So…why haven't we seen anything like you guys before?" She asked. "Kids imagine stuff all the time, why haven't we seen imagery friends across the country?"
"I don't know about other places, but around here, if a child's imagination is strong enough, they can create just about anyone and anything. It's a whole mind over matter situation, you know?" Wilt shrugged.
"..." The curly haired child brought his hands to his head. "Portal to the Boiling Isles, portal to the Boiling Isles, portal to the Boiling Isles …" What looked like a glowing doorway appeared right in front of him. "Success!" He jumped through….and fell on the floor. "Oh come one! I call cop out on that!"
"Sorry, Supernatural stuff tends to be more flash than substance." Mac explained.
"Does that mean Glandara doesn't have real magic?" Willow asked.
"You dare doubt Glandara the bold?!" The girl asked with a grin. "Then perhaps a demonstration is in order!" A swirl of light came from their staff as the room's light switched on and off, the room shaking….only for it to stop when a bottle of water fell into her hands. "Behold, the greatest of conjugations! To be told for generations to come!"
Everyone stared at the light tanned girl with curious expressions. "I imagined her to be the best buddy/road companion/wing woman that always helps with the little details I forget about, armed with a well articulate vocabulary." She blushed.
"Well, that's well and good, but….are we taking her along?" The short kid asked. "The bus is kind of crowded as is, and given our track record, we'll probably end up in another dangerous situation again."
"I know…but I don't want to just leave her here." The tanned girl sighed.
"Of course we're not leaving her." A pink girl chuckled as she came out of curly hair's head. "Who would be so cruel as to leave someone alone to be forgotten about and suffer forever … besides Pink?"
"Well, like Bloo said earlier, he gets to live here even though he's my imaginary friend." Mac raised his hand. "We can let yours live here for now until you're done with whatever you need to get done. She'd just need to avoid getting adopted."
"If anyone dareth to toucheth me…" The witch friend raised their staff… and cracked the tiles beneath them. "Thou will face my fury!"
"… Sure they will." The three eyed girl muttered.
"So … what do you guys do for fun?" The girl with an Afro asked.
"I make Coco during my free time." Edwardo said. "Anyone want some?"
"Make mine dark chocolate and you have a deal." The boy with curly hair nodded.
"Coco?"
"Yes, we're getting coco." Bloo rolled his eyes.
"She's asking if you want biscuits with the coco dude." The short kid brought up. "It's like you're not even paying attention."
"HOW!?"
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Coco smiled as they handed out food. "Coco." Usually Frankie makes this stuff, but she took the week off for her once a year vacation. It was a miracle that the house hadn't burned down yet from Bloo's shenanigans.
"I don't care if this chocolate is real or imaginary, it tastes good!" The one that was apparently the only human of the group, Luz, smirked as she drank.
"Do you think the universe just balances good and bad by making some cities bad and some good?" The Afro girl, Vee, asked. "Because the ability to just give lonely children friends seems WAAAY too generous compared to everything we've seen."
"Life is give and take. Sometimes good stuff happens, sometimes bad stuff happens, but the bad stuff doesn't need to stay bad stuff." Wilt smiled. "Sure, I lost an arm and an eye, but now I'm the best one armed one eyed basketball player in the world..at least until someone better comes along."
"Ah, a sports fan." Willow smiled. "Glad to meet another one along this trip. It feels weird bonding with just Boscha over it."
"Believe me, I'm not a fan of it either." The girl with three eyes…that apparently wasn't an imaginary friend…groaned. "So everyone here is an imaginary friend that just got dumped here?"
"Besides Mac and Madame Foster, yes." Edwardo nodded. "Frankie too…"
"That's IF she counts!" Bloo brought out a white board. "I have observed several instances where Frankie has displayed several INHUMAN motions!"
"...Coco." Those were pictures you took when she got up in the morning, and she beat you up for waking her up.
"Evidence is never easy!" Bloo kept going on his inane rant. "Theory number one! She is a clone of the real Frankie who was replaced by robot aliens from the fifth dimension for the sole purpose of infiltrating the government and to replace us all with mole people!"
"...I never thought I'd hear a conspiracy theory more stupid than Rholando's, but this trip is apparently full of surprises." Luz groaned.
"It didn't help when a teenager saw her and had … thoughts that led to another Frankie…one that was much less….PG." Wilt shivered. "Each section of the house is divided up into different types of friends we get around here. For example, the top floors are for the imaginary friends based on food, separated from everyone else so they don't get eaten."
"Which is kind of ironic given that people who get lost and hungry in this house tend to stick around the top floors." Mac pointed out, looking at Bloo.
"You almost eat a giant chicken leg one time and no one wants to let you forget it."
"So we really can just imagine up almost anything …" The short kid muttered. "Kinda scary if you think about it …" He looked at himself. "I make illusions….and I had a dream once that they all had a life of their own…..what is the blur between reality and imagination….where does the line between life and unlife exist?"
"Don't worry about it Gus, it's all good!" A tiny version of the kid appeared on his shoulder.
"Thanks tiny Gus." The boy smiled….before his eyes widened and he poked the little guy.
"Heh, tickles!"
"AAAAAAGGH!" The short kid shrieked. "I MADE ANOTHER ME!"
"How long should we stay in this town?" Vee asked. "It seems like a bit of an endless cycle going on."
"Well the whole point was just stopping off for gas, until the blue piece of…" Another knife was thrown near the three eyed girl's head from one of madam foster's perches. "...That blue thing insulted me… so if you'll excuse me." She lit her hands on fire. "I still have something left to kill."
"Oh come on! Can't you just be okay with me saying your boyfriend has weird tastes!" The fire doubled in size. "Running!!"
Coco watched as the three eyed girl chased Bloo down the halls. "Coco." She wasn't gonna be cleaning up that mess.
"So just so we're clear… none of you are upset about Boscha killing your friend?" The purple haired girl, Amity, asked.
"Azul is friend, but Azul is not always the best friend." Edwardo explained.
"He's survived worse." Mac shrugged.
"I mean, I'd rather not have them fighting in the halls, but I'm sure your friend will be reasonable enough to back away after a conversation of mutual understanding." Wilt naively smiled. The children sat in silence. "… Right?"
"I once saw her rip a man's arm off for a soda." The girl with purple hair said.
"She nearly beat me to death once because she was concerned over her popularity." Luz rubbed her arms.
"She casually throws people off cliffs and calls it exercise." The girl with glasses groaned.
"I have had to stop her multiple times from trying to kill people." Vee nodded.
"She could destroy the whole world with her rage….and look absolutely beautiful doing so." Lucci looked up into the sky in a dazed expression.
"… Coco." You guys seem pretty fun. Definitely very colorful people for not being imaginary friends.
"We try." The blonde boy shrugged.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!"
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Luz still felt pretty weird about the whole thing … elated beyond belief, but still very weird. "So…how long ago did you imagine this…?" Amity asked her, pointing to Glandara.
"When I moved to Gravesfield I didn't have friends, and I was too young to walk alone in a forest up to Centi … so I made her after reading a few Azura books." Luz blushed.
"And….was she just your friend?" Amity asked.
"Oh absolutely. At most she was an aunt to me." Luz reassured her girlfriend. "I didn't think about romance until I was eight, and that was mostly body build-and I'll stop talking now." She closed her mouth. Last thing she needed to do right now was create her first imaginary boyfriend. "It's just so bizarre seeing how much imagination can take on a life of its own here."
"Well, life is just imagination put into practice." The tall red guy, Wilt smiled as they led them to the door. "You think about doing something, and then you go and do it. Imagination happens everyday."
"I'm just gonna start imagining everything then." Lucci smiled. "From watching Belos die, to getting back home, to talking down the Collector … yeah …" He grinned with his eyes closed as he ran right through the now destroyed door.
"We should probably get out of this town before he runs into something he hates and imagines an earthquake." Hunter winced.
"It was nice meeting you guys. We'll make sure to write on the off chance we visit earth again." Willow waved.
"Shame, I was starting to have fun." Boscha laughed as she was bouncing the now slightly crispy Bloo guy like a ball. "Soo, did you learn your lesson?"
"Don't … talk to you … ever …" The small guy groaned out.
"Good." Boscha smirked, throwing the blue blob away. "This road trip is surprisingly cathartic in a lot of ways."
"I know right!?" Lucci shouted from up front. Well that wasn't that something to unpack.
"Is this where thou departs upon thy quest?" Her imaginary friend…something she couldn't believe she was speaking to again after all this time, looked at her.
"Yes. I'd love to bring you, but …Circumstances and all." Luz hugged the closest thing she had to a friend for years aside from Centi. "I promise the first chance I get, I'm coming back for you."
"You… promise … do ya?" Spinel snarled at her. "You promise…as in you're going to wait six thousand years and completely FORGET ABOUT HER PROMISE!?" She screamed, jumping forward as-ah, it's been a while since someone tried choking her out … okay, maybe Luz had a problem if that was her first thought.
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Amity created a blade of abomination goo and poofed the gem before they could go far. "Sorry Lucci, but Spinel needs a time out."
"Yeah … yeah I can get that." The boy nodded, putting away the gem. "Add one more person to the list of people who we pissed off."
"Hhss."
"I'm trying to leave specific names out of it." Thank you Lucci, for trying to spare her feelings.
Glandara stared at Amity, who sweated a bit under the gaze. "... Thou has Art's permission for courtship of Luzura. Treat my greatest companion well, Amitious of the Abominations." The friend hugged her tightly. "I expect your children to be most adorable."
"But I don't plan o-"
"Okay, that's enough slice of life for this chapter....of our lives." Luz pushed her girlfriend into the bus. Please let this be the end of it … although as far as last trips with her friends went … it was really turning out great.