They the Wubbox : Rewritten

[Chapter 22]

Everyone rejoiced with the defeat of the evil side. Everyone was glad to be alive, and anyone who suffered damage or loss from the war was compensated.

Since many homes were now vacant from the mass death, many monsters still alive were moved closer to the inner city if able to. Young orphans were sent to care units–aka orphanages, but more funded by the community. A lot was happening on each island, too much to speak about in one conversation or social media post, but it was changing for the better now.

The leaders of each island agreed that something should reward the monsters of every island. An actual event where everyone was invited. Plant island's leader–rare entbrat–had proposed they use the huge, unoccupied old wearhouse they had on the other side of the island. Approximately 180,000 square feet, or 45,000 square feet on each side. It would be enough to hold 13 islands of monsters. If not, they could always hang around the outside, as most of the walls had been taken down years ago for the warehouse to be used as a stadium for a concert.

They'd agreed, and it had taken surprisingly about a week to prepare, not to mention by word of mouth and advertisements that it would be the biggest celebration they'd seen.

Invites had been sent to nearly every island there, but only one island had two invitations sent–that being air island. Mozii had been given an invite, and was allowed to give one extra invitation to one another monster.

Since he only had a decent relationship with PomPom, he decided that's who should come with him. She agreed, but on the condition that she would be able to have somewhat of a disguise. In the end, a few days before leaving, she dyed her fur a gradient of sea-blue and deep-dark blue, her exposed skin was a deeper blue, and she adored dark eye make-up.

Despite looking like a walking sea-coral, she was happy and confident. That was until they made it there.

~At celestial island~

The celestials on their island had conversed on who wished to go to the party. They would have to choose quickly, because the sky ship would be there any moment to pick them up.
"I don't think I can go. I mean, it sounds really fun, but does anyone really remember me, and my glass is very fragile. I don't wanna risk it breaking!" Plixie spoke.

"Will I be able to see Humbug there?" Scaratar asked, turning to Attmoz.

"Yes." Attmoz replied.

"Then I'll go!" She smiled.

"Galvana, why don't you go?" Vhamp asked, looking up at her.

"Why do I have to go?! I have much better things to do!" Galvana yelled at him.

"Stop being a bitch, Gal! Just go, it's not going to kill you! A little project can wait one night." Loodvigg snapped at her.

"I'm not being a bitch! I have the right to speak my own opinion!"

"Well you don't have the right to be a bitch about a question! Attmoz, she'd be going with us."

"What?!"

"Alright." Attmoz nodded.

"Fuck!" She shouted angrily.