~Castle Oress Pool~
Mr. Thorren began rousing from his slumber. And woke up by sneezing lightning all over Yorito's back and in the pool, frying the Unreal people swimming in it. Yeah.
Skar + Co.
~There~
Santa Coconut and his french fry reindeer swarmed onto the poor little snake, beating it over the head with perogies, while Beatrice continued bitchslapping Skar because she could. While she was doing this, her evil twin sister, Lola Vontrofsky, another loli lesbian except worse - she was made of pineapple smothered in pasta sauce; or blood - decided it would be a good idea to put the moves on the trippin' Charteuse.
The lack of sanity over There is
Fellmund
~The Mall~
Fellmund's face gleamed like a fangirl who had just met her idol, and he hopped up and down as he shouted: "YES! YES! YEEEEEEEES!"
He mainly did that to annoy Larya. And because he thought Tzila was hot. Fellmund coughed.
"Erm.. but yeah, you can come. That is, if you don't mind stealing.. but judging from the 'statues', I assume that you don't."
Charles
~Umbra's Mansion~
"She's at the Cafe, you say? I thank you greatly, madame." Charles did a little floating olive bow, "But alas, me and my friend must go, because a misadventure is long overdue for a strange fellow like me."
AND SO HE FLEW OUT THE DOOR - literally - AND WENT TO THE GRAVEYARD
"I say, Loret, we now have knowledge of the location of one those lovely Head Reaper people!"