Nextgen Kids: Legend of the Nine Newborn

Festival Friends 3: The Fire Floats!

Let's bring back one of Sarstar's characters in an explosive Festival chapter!

Festival Friends 3: The Fire Floats!

A lovely twilight glow had been cast over Cooking Island, but even as the atmosphere was cooling, people were still lively and active. Some were even running for their lives. "Aaaaaahhh!" Killua darted toward Karin and Jinta and took cover behind the Asians. "Protect me!"

"The heck is wrong with you?" Karin asked.

To answer their question, Morgiana and Chie had come charging toward them. "Using other people as a human shield?! Now you're REALLY gonna get it!" Chie declared.

"They've been using me as a kicking bag all day!" Killua yelled. "Like a punching bag, except for kicking! It'll take forever to straighten out these prints." He lifted his shirt, revealing several footprints that were either bare or sneakered.

"Hey, Jinta, Karin, maybe you would like to play, too." Morgiana smirked.

"Whoa, wait!" Chie gasped. "You guys are Sector JP, right?!"

"Yep." Karin nodded. "Just roamin' about boredly until the real Top Chef arrives. ...But I think we found a way to entertain ourselves." She was drawn to Jinta with a smirk.

Jinta flinched and crossed his legs impulsively. "H-Hey, what does that mean?"

"Don't worry, Jinta, I'll only aim for the top half this time." Karin flexed her leg in preparation.

"Hehe...uh-oh." Jinta sweated.

Sphira was going for a stroll in her short white top with blue jean shorts, her blue gem-like hair shimmering softly in the twilight. The child she was with had gone to play with Sector GT, and was currently flying around in Uzu's remote control plane.

"AAAAHH!" Sphira looked quizzical as Jinta and Killua came dashing, zipping past her. Morgiana, Karin, and Chie whooshed across the air with a leg aimed forward, the gold feathers on Sphira's head flapping in the breeze they created.

"Hm hm hm! They're gonna be sore in the morning! Maybe I should find something fun to do, too." The teenage Phoenios rubbed her chin in thought as she looked around the many festival-goers. "I could always look for Melody or..." Her eyes fell to a strange, elderly ghost with bushy hair and a grayish veil. "Is that Albert Einstein?" She was baffled to see him of all spirits attending the fair. She curiously approached the ghost. "Excuse me? Are you Einstein?"

"Ah, guten tag." Einstein greeted her courteously. "Yes, I am Albert Einstein. You are the first person to notice me."

"There really are a lot of famous people here." Sphira smiled. "But I guess you can only eat the ghost food, huh?"

"I enjoy a nice glass of orange juice, with bacon, eggs, and a side of buttered toast." Einstein spoke plainly as if doing an educational documentary. "And make sure to brush your teeth in-between meals, and get eight hours of sleep." He raised his finger to emphasize his point. "That is the secret to getting made, and getting laid."

With that, Einstein flew away. "..." Sphira was kind of blank after that interaction.

BOOM!

"Huh?" Sphira heard an explosion and looked to one of the shores. There was a bright, glowing cruise ship that seemed to sail across the air. "A fireworks show? Let's go see!"

More fireworks flew and exploded around the cruise ship, becoming octopus tentacles that wrapped over the ship. It was then the ship was timed to crumble to pieces. "Deku-san!" Eri cried, riding the shoulders of the green-haired hero. "That ship is being eaten! Someone's gotta do something!"