The gang (minus Kamado, John, and Karyuudo, who were at the house, and minus Keigo, the Sevenths, and Minene, who were in Keigo's police car driving ahead of them) were driving towards the scene of the Observer's rampage in Yomotsu's auto-piloted Twelfthmobile. Yomotsu was in the front seat, Tsubaki was in the passenger seat, Takao was in the left back seat, Yuki was in the middle back seat, Yuno was in the right back seat, and Rei was sitting in Yuno's lap. Takao's hair had still not grown back yet.

"So, Takao," said Yuki, "Can I ask you something?"

"I swear to fucking God, Yukiteru, if you quote that goddamn Batman movie ONE MORE TIME..."

"Oh, I'm not gonna quote. No, man, I just wanted to ask you a question."

Takao sighed.

"Fine, ask me your question. Is it about how many people I've killed? How I've avoided capture for so long? Or is it about how pissed I am that we're only going to use our weapons on the Observer as a last resort?"

"Actually, I was going to ask why you'd shoot a man before throwing him out of a plane."

"I fucking hate you, Yukiteru."

"You're not the first person who's told me that repeatedly, and you're not gonna be the last. And Yomotsu-"

"Don't say it."

"About the car-"

"Don't say it."

"The Twelfthmobile? Seriously? I mean-"

"Not one word. I've taken enough grief for calling my goddamn car the goddamn Twelfthmobile. I'm the goddamn Twelfth and I can call my goddamn car whatever the Hell I want to call it."

"Hey, Tsubaki," said Yuno, trying to relieve the tension in the car, "why don't you sing a driving song for us? The Twelfthmobile doesn't have a radio and from what I've heard during your drug-inspired karaoke sessions in your room, you have a lovely singing voice."

"Oh, um, alright. Thanks, Yuno. Um...okay, I got one:

Raindrops on roses

And whiskers on kittens

Bright copper kettles

And warm woolen mittens

Brown paper packages tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things-"

"Yeah, no, we're not doin' that one," said Yuki.

"It's a beautiful song!"

"Not the way you sing it, Tsubaki. Not the weird, slow, childlike way you sing it. It's creepy."

"It is not!"

"Tsubaki, the original song was cute and heartwarming. Your version is what people who cut themselves listen to."

"It wasn't...that creepy," said Yuno, "Maybe just a little bit, but not really creepy."

"I loved it," said Takao.

"Creeped the shit out of me," said Yomotsu.

"It was alright, I guess," said Rei.

The Twelfthmobile stopped.

"The goddamn Twelfthmobile is out of goddamn gas," said Yomotsu, "I knew I should've listened to my wife."

"Yeah, you- wait, what?"

"What is it, First?"

"You have a wife?"

"Yes, her name's Maken."

"Huh."

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just..."

"Why is the fact that I'm married so surprising to you?"

"..."

"Do you think I would be repulsive to women?"

"..."

"I deserve an answer, First."

"Guys, I hate to interrupt this thrilling conversation, but how the fuck are we gonna follow the others?" asked Tsubaki.

Yuki noticed a school bus driving towards them.

"...Guys, I've just had the worst idea ever."

"What is it, big brother?" asked Rei.

"Well, first I have to ask you guys something. Have you ever carjacked someone before?"

Note: The next chapter will focus on Keigo, the Sevenths, and Minene!~