𝕽𝖔𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑 𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖞

II

"Guys, I've been thinking-"

"Well that's dangerous!"

Nini shot a fierce look at Mahi, who simply responded with a cheeky grin while Kenny celebrated with a high-five to Mahi.

Nini rolled her eyes, "Anyway, who do you think came first? The egg or the chicken?"

The group of newly minted pals was still stuck on the plane, boredom creeping in like a slow leak in a tire. May, eager to break the monotony, kicked off a flurry of topics to help them bond. They chatted away until Nini tossed out the lighthearted conundrum.

"Clearly, the egg came first," Kiki chimed in, throwing her opinion into the mix. Kenz then interjected, "But if the egg came first, where did the chicken pop up from?" She raised an eyebrow, letting the question dangle like a piñata waiting to be smashed.

Kiki shot back, "Duh, from the egg, you geneass!" Mahi sighed, rolling her eyes at their playful banter. "That still doesn’t solve the mystery of who was first, folks."

Nini raised her hand dramatically, "If you believe the egg came first, say 'I.'"

Crickets chirped...

"I despise every single one of you, with all my heart," she huffed, realizing no one had joined her. She slumped back into her seat, but then spun around again. "If the egg wasn’t first, then where did the chicken come from, huh?"

"Dinosaurs evolved into chickens!"

One by one, heads turned toward Kiki. "And here I thought Nya was the biggest airhead in my life; I stand corrected," Kenz quipped.

"Kiki, we need to get you a new brain, sweetheart," Nini said with a scowl. "Ordering one on Amazon right now," Mahi chimed in, her fingers already dancing on her phone.

"Just think about it, guys~," Kiki drawled.
"When the meteor hit, did the dinosaurs suddenly transform into chickens to outrun it?!"

"Well, ye—" Nini quickly clamped a hand over Kiki's mouth, cutting her off.

May was losing it, laughter bubbling up as he gasped for air. "I think Japan is going to be a wild ride with you lot," he wheezed between chuckles.

"Definitely," kenz replied.

Meanwhile...in Japan....

Nya stood there, hands on her hips, glaring at Coony, who had been glued to the couch for what felt like an eternity, binge-watching K-pop edits—specifically, Ateez. "You've been hogging the TV all fucking day! It's my turn now!"

Coony, now sitting up like a queen on her throne, shot back, "Honestly, I couldn't care less! You have a TV in your room, so why don’t you just go watch your stuff in there and leave me alone?"

Nya huffed, "My TV doesn’t even have Netflix! This one does, and I need to catch up on Love Island USA!" She lunged for the remote, but Coony, with the reflexes of a cat, held it high above her head.

With a cheeky grin, Coony stuck out her tongue and leaped off the couch, declaring, "Tell that to someone who cares!" and dashed away like a gazelle escaping a lion.