Jax feels a pull towards Pomni he doesn't want to admit. It scares him quite frankly. But the last few adventures have been... on the romantic side. Is Caine messing with them? Jax is losing control over his emotions. And he doesn't want to crack. Not when that could alter his reality. But she might be the reason he does... ___________________________________________ Credits to :The amazing digital circus.

Pomni's hands were shaking. It couldn't be them. Or at least, that's what she hoped. She'd trusted them. She'd grown close to them. But it couldn't be anyone else. Everything made sense. The murder, the location, the choice of victim... She circled their name as she met Caine and Bubble's piercing gaze. "I know who did it. I know who killed Kaufmo." Pomni is starting to lose hope. After solving a cold case and writing an article that helped her reach the peak of her journalism career only at the age of 25, she's starting to lose motivation. Until she receives an invitation from billionaire and company owner, Kinger, who believes writing an article about the project his technology company has been working on for the past five years will help her top her last article. He invites her on his private yacht, full or billionaires, for a few days. Pomni doesn't reckon that will help, however a murder takes place unexpectedly in the storage room. Could that nudge her to begin journalism once again? Maybe it could because know she has been chosen to investigate and find the murderer, stuck in a yacht with a smug rich guy, a Duchess, a world famous actress and the owner of a company. All things considered this is very fucked up.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE KILL HIM TOO?!" Evil Jax yelled, her words catching him off guard. He motioned to tied Gummigoo who meanwhile had been staring at the ceiling. "We already have him! What do we need him"-he pointed to the anthropomorphic purple rabbit-"for?" "Eh." Evil Pomni tsked. "They both make these dumb as fuc[BEEP] comments that make me want to cut their non-existent dic[BEEP]s. Plus, I'd rather have two people tied to a chair than only one," she explained and resumed with sharpening the knife. Jax tried to suppress his smirk, however his will wasn't powerful enough. Even Gummigoo was trying to hide the snort that escaped him. "Hey, I'm always in for being the bottom you both need." Evil Jax gritted his teeth, irritated. "Yeah, okay, I see your point."