Thus, Bobby Zuggy chugged over the English Channel towards the south of the country which shall not be named. He chugged ferociously, at a speed which would cause mathematicians and physicists across the world decades to solve with simple SUVAT calculations. His acceleration was unpredictable, inconstant, yet at such speed where Bob was not breaking the all of the laws of physics.
Bob landed in Nice at 20:45:01, with Ethan snoring in the background. However, he then realised in the nicest way possible that Nice wasn't so nice and so nicely left the not-so-nice place, which some may nicely perceive as a nice place, known as Nice.
"Hey," cried Wen nicely, "Why are we leaving the nicest nice place known as Nice, where the nice people nicely dance and prance within the nice land of Nice in France?"
"The French aren't nice," snapped Mik angrily. "I'm all for a nice war against France to steal their nicest oil."
Alina, unhappy that all her thunder was being stolen in her book, and having probably at least some French blood in her family, exploded with a gigantic, loud boom.
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"Damn bro," said Mayu biting her lip, "That was kinda hot..."
Which was completely fair considering that Alina's explosion reached 69°C.
The rest of the people just stood silently in shock. Naturally, most of the time, exploding was not considered particularly good for one's health, and certainly nobody was ready to break the silence after Mayu's somewhat funny remark.
Surprisingly enough, the unconscious one was the first to break the silence.
"Omg not Samuel M" murmured Ethan, recalling a moment in the atrium. Of course he had noticed the name 'Samuel'.
"Should've been Samuel P," smirked Alina's still present spirit, "Or perhaps Samuel H."
"What does the H stand for?" asked Mik.
"Well..." began Alina, "It's a long story..."
"OHHHHH."
Mayu had listened intently to Alina's spirit the entire time. So much so, that Ashu began sobbing uncontrollably due to her attention being diverted. Although, it was perhaps also because her beloved young, blonde Alina had exploded. But it was probably the former given that explosions were very hot. Sooooo hot :flushed: 😳✨🥵🥵
The only benefit of this was that luckily, or perhaps unluckily for Alina, the tears extinguished the heat and reformed her in the carriage.
"Hey, I was happy being a spirit." she cried grumpily, "I don't even know where we're riding Bob to."
"Riding Bob you say..." said Maru
"Shut up, Bob doesn't love you!" retorted Alina immediately.
Maru sobbed. "It's true. Nobody loves me."
Somehow, the Albedo cut-out piped up. "Well, I love you."
Maru looked up. For the first time in his life, he heard those three mysterious words which meant so much to many people around the world. For the first time, he was wanted by someone who ONLY wanted him, and not some other girl named Mayu. For the first time in forever, he had someone.
"I'm sorry, Albedo, we have to break up. I like my sex like I like my instant ramen: quick and dry."
"What does that even mean?" cried Albedo distraught, "Fuck you, I'm leaving."
And with that, Ashu's husband (and Maru's boyfriend) leapt from Bob, landing in some random vineyard in France.
"Forget Albedo... what kind of Ramen are you even eating?!" screamed Alina.
"I have no friends." said Maru dejectedly
"I would never. Besides, the only thing I want to eat is Bob's-"
Suddenly a large crash disturbed the disturbing conversation. Peeking outside, Alina noticed a massive tower, and it wasn't Bob's-
"Why are we in Paris?" groaned Ethan.
Of course. There was only one person to respond. Ashu was already preparing her pleading emojis.
