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Last time, you went to sleep. On your couch. For no reason. <span class="mu-i">No reason at all</span>…
It’s the 2nd of July, Sunday, you might have the day’s number mixed up, but you’re pretty sure it’s the end of the weekend. And what a weekend it was! You did so many things that it’s impossible to write them down without sounding like you’re bragging. So, you’re not going to try! Instead, you will wonder how you found yourself in your bed. You were on the couch. What happened? Was it all a dream? Of course, it wasn’t. But after falling asleep, someone must’ve moved you here and moved *someone else* from here. You’ll blame your Bestie for both. She’s nowhere to be found.
You step out of your room to find the Criminal back at the scene of the crime. Crossbill has made your couch home, legs crossed watching TV, with a cup of coffee in hand…
She notices you and tilts her head back. She smiles.
“Mornin’, Bestie. Breakfast is over there!” Crossbill points at the table and winks. Just toast and coffee for you. “We gotta start workin’ on our little heist as soon as we can.”
“I didn’t know Crossbills were early birds.” You raise an eyebrow as you make your way to the table.
“Aren’t all birds ‘early birds’?” Crossbill gets sassy.
“Not sure if a dodo was one.” You think Matilda would hate them.
“Those are extinct, Knockout. And for good reasons.” Crossbill deadpans.
“Good reasons? Evolution means that you thrive in your environment, not that you’re the superior species. A koala would probably thrive in this country, but that doesn’t make it *the* apex predator.” You point out. Unless it’s a Drop Bear, those are fierce!
“Johnny, we have animals taller than half of the buildings in this city. Koalas are screwed!” Crossbill argues.
“You don’t know that.” You act offended.
“I know that, Knockout, I led the Environmental Council in Congress. One escaped the zoo, and we got a presentation.” Crossbill crosses her arms, all smug.
“But they’re crafty animals!” You believe despite your Knowledge’s protests.
“Do you have any idea what a Koala is?” Crossbill is scared.
“Sorry, my sister is a Propaganda Machine for bears…” You blame Amelia.
“They’re not bears.” Crossbill corrects you.
“B-But they’re called <span class="mu-i">Koala Bears</span>!” You can’t believe this.
“Doesn’t make them bears.” Crossbill shakes her head.
“Even the murderous <span class="mu-i">Drop Bear</span>?” Your Knowledge forces you to shatter all your dreams.
“Those are a myth to scare tourists, Knockout. There are no killer koalas.” Crossbill continues shaking her head.
“Damn, this is some heavy stuff…” You munch your toast as you live in a new reality, one where the only way the Drop Bear exists is as an entity.
“I wouldn’t say that.” Crossbill continues shaking her head. “Wait, you have a sister? I forgot you mentioned her.”
“A *liar* sister.” You correct.
“Sure she is.” Crossbill will hate her too. What a bestie! “Ready for the first step?”
It’s the 2nd of July, Sunday, you might have the day’s number mixed up, but you’re pretty sure it’s the end of the weekend. And what a weekend it was! You did so many things that it’s impossible to write them down without sounding like you’re bragging. So, you’re not going to try! Instead, you will wonder how you found yourself in your bed. You were on the couch. What happened? Was it all a dream? Of course, it wasn’t. But after falling asleep, someone must’ve moved you here and moved *someone else* from here. You’ll blame your Bestie for both. She’s nowhere to be found.
You step out of your room to find the Criminal back at the scene of the crime. Crossbill has made your couch home, legs crossed watching TV, with a cup of coffee in hand…
She notices you and tilts her head back. She smiles.
“Mornin’, Bestie. Breakfast is over there!” Crossbill points at the table and winks. Just toast and coffee for you. “We gotta start workin’ on our little heist as soon as we can.”
“I didn’t know Crossbills were early birds.” You raise an eyebrow as you make your way to the table.
“Aren’t all birds ‘early birds’?” Crossbill gets sassy.
“Not sure if a dodo was one.” You think Matilda would hate them.
“Those are extinct, Knockout. And for good reasons.” Crossbill deadpans.
“Good reasons? Evolution means that you thrive in your environment, not that you’re the superior species. A koala would probably thrive in this country, but that doesn’t make it *the* apex predator.” You point out. Unless it’s a Drop Bear, those are fierce!
“Johnny, we have animals taller than half of the buildings in this city. Koalas are screwed!” Crossbill argues.
“You don’t know that.” You act offended.
“I know that, Knockout, I led the Environmental Council in Congress. One escaped the zoo, and we got a presentation.” Crossbill crosses her arms, all smug.
“But they’re crafty animals!” You believe despite your Knowledge’s protests.
“Do you have any idea what a Koala is?” Crossbill is scared.
“Sorry, my sister is a Propaganda Machine for bears…” You blame Amelia.
“They’re not bears.” Crossbill corrects you.
“B-But they’re called <span class="mu-i">Koala Bears</span>!” You can’t believe this.
“Doesn’t make them bears.” Crossbill shakes her head.
“Even the murderous <span class="mu-i">Drop Bear</span>?” Your Knowledge forces you to shatter all your dreams.
“Those are a myth to scare tourists, Knockout. There are no killer koalas.” Crossbill continues shaking her head.
“Damn, this is some heavy stuff…” You munch your toast as you live in a new reality, one where the only way the Drop Bear exists is as an entity.
“I wouldn’t say that.” Crossbill continues shaking her head. “Wait, you have a sister? I forgot you mentioned her.”
“A *liar* sister.” You correct.
“Sure she is.” Crossbill will hate her too. What a bestie! “Ready for the first step?”
