Chapter 5

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We just stared each other in the eye. I waved at her.
"Hola, señorita....?" She scanned me up and down.
"How the heck did you get back here without me knowing?!" She squeaked.
"Ahh, that's a long story..."
"Well, I must've not been doing my job of checking sure everyone gets on this plane, and I promised myself if I found someone who looked as good as you wouldn't pass me by." Wait, What? Well good thing she isn't mad, but WHAT? I tilted my head.
"Ah, this plane is important for me, I need to get on it-" I started to back away from her. Her shoulders slumped and then she smiled. "I have an idea," she looked around to see that there was nobody around for a while, and she got her Walkie Talkie and called someone up to take her place. "I'm like you too," she said and she crouched down and formed into an armadillo. My eyes widened and I raised my brow. "I don't have to pay to get on if I'm the ticket lady."
"Uh, heh heh.." I was completely confused. This makes absolutely no sense. "Should we get in now?" She nodded and turned back to human.

It's been a while on the plane, and we'd been talking for a long time. She said she was originally an anthropomorphic armadillo, and she was not created from a cartoon or movie. She was just created. I also talked about the concert I was going to perform, and about José and Donald.
"Dang," she said, "it seems that you're a busy dude. At least we're almost there." I nodded and gazed out the window. I just can't wait to see my amigos again. I wonder how they're doing...

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