[BOOK 1 OF THE CFSR&B SERIES]
This story is about how there is more tribes, but then they realised that they looked like the funk trolls. Different looks, beats, music, singing, etc.
Living at the very far end of the funk territory lives cosmic funk...
R O L L S M A S ! Be ready for what's coming next! Its nearing it's end! But don't you worry. When the book ends; There's going to be more! HIT THE FLOOR! ("What?") ("Did it just say hit the floor-") (*CLANG!*)
ASMIC! JANDEL! KAR! AND NOX!
Tweedle-dee-dum Now look who showed up! ("PREPARE TO MEET YOUR END, STARCHILD!")
!!MEECE!!
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Meanwhile in C.F. Treetops...
The treetops was festive this time around. Every corner there is a wormhole.
What the wormhole's used for? To travel into their OTHER half of the Treetops. But that isn't important right now.
Snow fell from the sky.
One odd thing is that NOBODY wears any clothing [Excluding scarfs.]
Oppisite from Soul, they have no heating system, so that's a rare sight.
Oppisite from R&B, they have nothing protecting them from blizzards, nor frost bite.
A thing they DO have is the buildings on the outskirts. Wind blows here and there. I know for a fact that not as much wind blows throughout the season.
"Which should I wear? The blue tuxedo or the green tuxedo?"
"I think neither." Jandel grabbed the green one. "If I were to actually choose, green would be the wrong color."
Asmic threw the blue tux to the side. "You're not wrong. I do look sexy without clothes on."
"That's not what I meant!"
"Meant what?"
"Asmic. You know what you said." Jandel murmured. "Because you do look handsome."
"Wait." Asmic questioned. "Are you hitting on me?"
"No."
"Admit it." He grinned. "You did hit on me just now."
