A/n- I am bored and I wanted to post something, but have nothing ready...anyway, here is a draft, that I will fix later and delete this note.
----flash back-----
“Heh, would you look at that, do you think we can eat it?” She ignored the man's groans of distress as he flopped in half a roll, away from the thing he had just pooped out.
The older teen, of asian descent, raised a brow at her non sequitur.
(They all seemed to be speaking the same language, a language of unknown origins)
“No, at least not yet,” he tampered off into thought.
The man had half his pants along with his undergarment down, groaning in misery and exhaustion. The egg laid simple and near his bottom before the girl scooped it up to her arms and inspected it. The man could hear the small motion.
“Hey, don't pick that up,” he said weakly and without looking.
The older teen left his mumbling thoughts and was surprised by what he saw.
“Put it down! Put it down! What the fuck?” He shook his hands in disgust despite not being the one to have touched the egg.
“Okay, okay okay!” The girl squatted and put the egg down but her hands never left the egg.
“And you!” The older teen pointed, “put your pants on, are you still out of commission to do so?”
“Chill, dude, he just laid an egg!” The girl glared from below her spot at the older teen.
He rolled his eyes and absently wiped his hands on his pants before mumbling in thought again. He was trying to ignore the bare butt that was out in the open and the odd thought process and actions of the girl. Besides these two things he was also trying to cope with his sudden isekai. According to logic (which was none, considering the impossible situation,) the last media piece he had seen was probably the place he got isekai'd too… with these two. He raised a squirrelly brow and gave a side eye to his new companions. He wasn't sure about the company he found himself in.
Through his thoughts the girl had found herself petting the egg and whispering sweet nothings.
“Am I going to eat you or are you going to hatch?” She shuddered at her own words, wondering what would be in the egg.
A human was her first thought but the unnaturalness of that put her off and she didn't know if it was better than the alternative. Which she had no clue to. She could feel the smooth calcium when her palm slid up and down the purple egg. Really, what was she doing? She needed a distraction when nearby was a strange half-coherent man and a teen who looked off his meds with unhealthy obsessive tendencies. She could occasionally make out what he was mumbling, all thanks to this new language she got punted with when landing here. Wherever this was. The older teen with messy hair had repeated a word and she took note of this but it sounded like gibberish to her. Avin-something. She swayed her head minutely back and forth in exasperation, mindful of the skin on her palm gently scraping against the egg.
“What are you mumbling about?” She called for his attention.
He looked down at her from a few paces away, starting to come to the conclusion she was crazy and not assured on whether he could trust her.
“I think we're isekai'd,” he stated, expecting a reaction.
He did get one just not the one he was expecting.
“Huh?” She tilted her head forward towards the egg.
He bit on his bottom lip then huffed. “Okay, I think we were transported to another world, and I suspect it's a place we know.”
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Isekai dump
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