Chapter 14.5: The Nexus Opens
Noble Six stared at the door in front of her. The Spartan-III had been stuck on the batshit crazy world known as Remnant for about two weeks now. She'd seen all manner of things strange, incomprehensible, and alien, and she'd gotten pretty used to it. Even so, she was caught off-guard when a strange door magically appeared in her room, and she was fairly confident that even on Remnant, this was out of the ordinary.
Had it not been four in the morning, Six would have contacted Team CFVY for confirmation; but given how mad the team had gotten the last time Six had tried to ask them questions this late, she elected to not bother them.
On some instinctive level, Six knew opening the door was a mistake, that it was something she absolutely should not do for any reason. At the same time, she was curious, and had a sneaking suspicion that there wasn't actually anything on the other side. It was, after all, just a generic wooden door standing in the middle of her room, she could clearly see nothing was on the other side.
It was then that Six's curiosity overtook her common sense and over a decade of carefully hammered-in training. Grabbing the dull white handle and turning it, Six opened the mysterious door. Inside was a glowing white void, like staring into the sun, only this wasn't hurting her for some reason, despite being very, very bright.
We should totally go in there.
We absolutely should not!
Pussy.
I am not!
Then let's go in there!
I cannot even begin to express just how bad of an idea that is.
Okay pussy, I guess we're going without you.
Oh no you're not!
Deciding not for the first time to just ignore the voices in her head, the Spartan stepped into the void. For a second her eyes were overwhelmed with a bright light. But then it died down and she found herself inside… A lounge.
It vaguely reminded her of the bar she'd fought several Hunters inside of in New Alexandria. but this place was bigger and brighter. There was nothing outside the window except a white void, making the whole place even stranger.
"So, there are more doors." a voice said, causing Noble Six to spin around on the ball of her foot, her hand reaching for her thigh and grasping around… well nothing. She'd been getting ready for bed. All she had on was underwear and an overly large T-shirt, leaving her aiming finger guns at her opponent.
Note to self, always grab a weapon before going through mysterious doorways.
Stretched out on the bed behind her was a young girl who didn't look much older than ten. Wearing a rather worn looking pair of pastel pink pyjamas decorated with faded silver stars. Her dark skin and curly black hair framing a pair of intense green eyes.
"Who are you?" Six asked, wishing she would put her arms down as this was frankly embarrassing.
"Noble Six, Former Spartan III, but now… well, honestly it's gonna sound crazy." The girl admitted, standing up and pulling a thin strip of wood out of her pocket.
"You are not Noble Six, I'm Noble Six." Six responded sharply, looking at the imposter girl who shrugged.
"I know who I am, I don't need you to believe me." She simply replied. "It may seem impossible, but well… I've recently learned that the word 'impossible' doesn't count for much."
She then pointed her stick at a menu on the bar and proceeded to swish and then flick the wooden rod. Saying as she did so: "Wingardium Leviosa."
Six watched in fascination as the menu lifted off the ground and floated over to her, falling in her hand.
"Huh." Six said, before looking at the smaller girl. "So, is that your Semblance or something?"
"I have no idea what a Semblance is, and frankly, I don't know if it's dumber than magic being real or not." The imposter said, her head tilted. "Erm, what is a Semblance?"
Six was thankfully saved from figuring out how to answer that rather complex question by a flash of light appearing behind her. Quickly spinning around the Spartan saw another white door behind her, open wide while voices came from beyond.
"No, you lot stay here. This is some freaky deaky magic junk and I ain't letting you touch it. So all of you, stay here while I get Rosie!" A rather haggard and stressed sounding voice called, followed by a rapid set of footsteps retreating from the current spot.
"So we're totally going through that right?" A rather energetic voice said, the excitement evident in her tone.
"Guys we don't know anything about what's happened here, we need to exercise extreme caution and - ME FIRST!"
A figure came barrelling out of the door, skidding to a halt and standing up straight as she looked around eagerly.
This girl was rather muscular, wearing a dark blue T-shirt and some rather dirty jeanes. She was looking around eagerly, her face flushed with excitement as she lifted her headband out of her face.
"Huh, a magic bar, what do you know? Okay guys come in…" She called, before turning around and realising the door was gone. This caused a look of confusion to flash over her face. "...Huh. Did any of you guys see the door?"
"Yeah, it vanished like the other two I've seen." The first girl said, looking over the new arrival. "Tell me do you have a name?"
"Oh right!" The girl declared, slapping her face and grinning bashfully. "Totally forgot my manners. I'm Noble Six, who are you two?"
"I'm Noble Six, why do people keep trying to take my freakin' callsign today?" Six spluttered, watching as the latest imposter using her name looked over at the small girl on the sofa.
"Noble Six." Said girl responded, watching as the latest arrival joined her on the sofa… via cannonballing into it.
"Nailed it." She declared firmly before she righted herself. "So, we're all Noble Six then. Man, that's gonna get confusing."
"Not if we use our actual names." The girl in the pink pyjamas pointed out. "You don't look like a 'Nia' to me."
"Nope." The latest arrival confirmed, grinning widely. "Names Fen, been a while since I used it, but I'm fairly confident it's me."
Both visitors then turned to look at the Spartan, who felt her head tipping even while her brain devolved into a chaotic mess, eventually she was able to get her shit sorted enough to give some kind of answer.
"I… I don't, I don't want to…" Six began, clenching her fists, trying to get the name out. These two had given theirs, hell she could make something up; it didn't matter. But if that was the case why was she failing to get any words out?
"Hey it's okay!" Fen said hastily, scrambling over to the Spartan, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder and smiling widely (revealing that she was missing several teeth in the process) "We can keep calling you Six if you want!"
"Why? it's just a name, surly she can-" Nia began to retort before Fen cut her off.
"Look, names mean a lot to some people, okay? Jo likes her current name, but cannot stand her old one. I mean, I don't think it's that bad, but she hates whenever anyone uses it." The blue-clad girl explained, before turning back to Six, pushing some of her black hair out of her face. "We'll just keep calling you Noble Six, that okay?"
Six nodded, there was something comforting about this girl.
"Okay then, well if we're all in agreement I believe we need to figure out who we are and what's going on. I'll start." Nia declared, standing up and smoothing out her Pyjamas. "My name is Fen-B312. Lieutenant in the UNSC and the former Sixth member of Noble Team, my last mission was to deliver a latchkey discovery to the Halcyon Class Light Cruiser 'The Pillar of Autumn. While successful I was stranded and eventually killed by a Zealot Class Elite."
"Oof, I feel you there girl. Same thing happened to me." Fen said, relaxing with her arms behind her head. "Was not fun watching the Autumn leave without me but hey, got the team out."
"You did what!?" Six and Nia both demanded at the same time, causing a confused head tilt out of Fen.
"Yeah, I elected to stay back and protect the Autumn while they boarded… wait what happened to you two?"
"My Team was all eliminated during the campaign on reach." Nia said before looking over at Six.
"I… Jun might have made it?" Six offered before sighing. "But, the others are dead, in most cases I saw it happen."
"I… Junk, sorry girls, that sucks." Fen said, before rushing the pair.
Nia opted to dive out of the way, scrambling behind the sofa she'd previously sat on while Six lunged forwards, ducking down before slamming her body up, bowling the attacking girl over.
"Ow!" she cried as her ass landed on the ground in an undignified thump. "What was that for!?"
"You ran at me, us." Six pointed out as Nia stepped out from behind the sofa.
"I wanted to give you two a hug, for the love of Harriet Tubman, you didn't need to do that!"
"In all fairness, it was pretty funny."
The three girls rounded to look at the speaker, another person had entered the room now. Clad in a heavily-abused looking set of purple armour and talking from behind a full face helmet with a T-shaped visor. The speaker was obviously male, and evidently didn't feel threatened as he lowered his rifle.
"Let's see if I'm right." Nia muttered to herself before speaking a lot louder and pointing her stick at the guy, affixing him a look that would probably have been terrifying on a full grown woman. Unfortunately it was on a kid and it was not as intimidating as the speaker had probably intended. "You're Spartan B-312 Noble Six aren't you? Just like the rest of us."
"That was my old callsign, yes." The speaker said from behind his helmet. "Call me Findo'lar."
"Call you what?" Six asked before she could stop herself. To give Findo'lar some credit, he didn't seem offended, in fact, he snorted with laughter before answering.
"Trust me, it's not the strangest name I've heard since I was found." He admitted, unhooking his rifle from his shoulders and leaning it against the bar before jumping over. Exposing his back to the other Six's long enough for them to see the jetpack attached to his armour.
"Okay then… Findo'lar, what the hell are you doing here?" Six asked.
"Here in general? No idea. Right now I'm getting a beer. You guys want one?" He asked, holding up several can's he'd freed from behind the bar.
"No." Nia said bluntly. "Were you on Reach and killed shortly after delivering a package to the Pillar of Autumn?"
"Yeah, I wish." He snorted, inserting a straw into the now open can. "I'm not sure what happened, think I got sniped? We'd just been given orders for a Torch and Burn op… not sure what happened."
"Were you with Kat at the time?" Six asked.
"Yeah, we'd just left the elevator, at a guess a jackal or something got me." Findo'lar said as he lifted the can up until the straw disappeared under his helmet, followed by some brief sucking as he apparently drank his drink.
"I think it was a Zealot that got you." Six said, trying to get the information out without being overwhelmed. "I, it was how it went down for me. Kat was the one who got shot at my end, he was on a Phantom and an EMP ment our shields were down, I, we couldn't do anything… I didn't."
"Huh, well, I'll take getting killed by a Zealot." Findo'lar said as he sat his can down. "So, we're all the same Spartan, minus a few obvious differences?"
"Seams so." Fen declared, also hopping over the bar and returning with some kind of fruit drink which she opened on the side of the bar. "Why I don't know. I mean a lot of weird stuff happens at 'Miss Qiunzella Thiskwin Penniquiqul Thistle Crumpet's Camp for Hardcore Lady Types' but so far parrallel-dimensions are a no… Well unless the land of lost things counts."
"Im Sorry... what?" Findo'lar asked, head tilted as he pulled out another can.
"It's like Camp Currahee, only we're not training for a war, there's no guns, the food is better, less discipline, the camp has councillors and not instructors… okay so it's nothing like Currahee." Fen admitted. "But it's still really cool, like in just the first week I met an actual goddess… I mean, she's a terrible person but still I met her! Oh and there was also a sea monster, a giant living statue April beat in an arm wrestling competition. Oh and we just helped a bunch of mermaids set up an awesome rock concert!"
The three other Spartans stared at her, all of them radiating confusion and pure bafflement, even Findo'lar, whose face was perfectly covered, somehow radiated a complete failure to understand anything she'd just said.
"What, being a Lumberjanes awesome! Why what happened to you guys?"
"I'm a Mandalorian Warrior." Findo'lar explained. "Mostly I work as a bounty hunter, though recently I've been assisting a rebellion against the Empire."
"FLIPENDO!" Nia cried out, pointing her stick at Findo'lar, the blast of blue light collided with the armoured man and sent him crashing backwards, slamming into the glass case behind the bar.
"Nia what the heck!?" Fen cried out, looking aghast as Findo'lar pulled himself out.
"He's an Innie, you heard him!" She yelled, looking angrily at the helmeted Spartan.
"The UNSC isn't an Empire." Six pointed out, carefully moving closer to her, intent on ripping that stick out of her hand if she had to.
"Yeah, the Empires more like… hang on, stupid history. Those pricks from World War 2?" Findo'lar explained, head tilted as he tried to remember the name.
"Oh, Oh…" Nia said, eyes wide before she sank back onto the sofa. "I, I'm sorry. It's just… I really, really hate insurrectionists."
"We won't pry." Fen said her tone implying Six and Findo'lar had agreed and wouldn't pry unless they wanted all their fingers broken. "Tell us what you've been up to, I've seen a lot of magical stuff recently but never a stick that can fling people across rooms."
"It's a wand, I'm at a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry." Nia explained, trying to regain her composure. "Witches and Wizards are some kind of hidden society there and… look I don't know. I just remember getting stabbed and falling out of a stupid mirror. Headmaster apparently decided I deserved to learn magic and well… not like I had anything better to do."
"I know that feeling." Six admitted, before suddenly realising all eyes were on her.
Oh right, we need to explain what's happened to us don't we?
Eyup.
Not it!
You do realise we're the same person right?
Still not it!
"God dammit… Right. So, I've had a fairly similar time to Nia. Only I ended up at a combat school for combatting creatures called Grimm. I… look, the main thing is physics is complete bullshit over there and that I have a friend with a handbag minigun hybrid… thing, oh and the moon's broken but the chunks still sorta hang in place. It's insane." Six explained, looking at the confused expressions on her counterparts' faces.
"I've heard weirder." Findo'lar eventually said, before crushing his empty can and opening another one.
"All your stories are insane." A deep gravelly voice said. All the Noble Six's whirled around to look at the latest speaker. He was tall, at least seven feet tall, wearing a black suit of Mjolnir armour, the golden visor looking out at the much shorter group of former Spartans.
"Let me guess, you're also Noble Six?" Nia asked, turning to look at the massive figure who nodded.
"Why did you get to keep your armour once you got off Reach?!" Six asked, before looking at the other's who were all staring at her. "Oh, like I'm the only one thinking about it!"
"I never got off Reach." The latest Noble Six said darkly, keeping his distance from the group and looking around darkly.
"Was Reach still glassed where you're from?" Fen asked, looking at the hulking figure who nodded curtly back.
"Yes; been hiding in a cave for a few weeks now. Punched my way through a bunch of glass to find food and other supplies." He explained before leaning against a pillar and looking at the other Six's.
"I don't know if you have it better or worse than the rest of us." Findo'lar commented.
"He 100% has it worse." Six muttered, before continuing in a more normal tone. "I mean, sure I'd love my Mjolnir, but I like having actual food at Beacon."
"Whatever 'Beacon' is, it's made you soft." The latest Six said, his scowl somehow evident through his voice.
"You wanna go asshole?" Six yelled, clenching her fist. "I'll go right now!"
"No you won't matey." Another new voice said. Turning around they saw another new female Six, wearing a bandana around her head; a flintlock pistol holstered in her belt and a naval sabre in her hand. "For one thing, he'd mulch yah, for another thing a fist fight ain't going to help any of us figure out what's going on."
"And now a pirate's joined us." Findo'lar said blankly from the bar.
"Damn right she has!" The new arrival declared, throwing herself over the bar and freeing the beer tap from its mount. "Name's Sarah, currently the fourth most wanted pirate in the world. Freakin' jerks, I helped a lot with those skeleton pirates and this is the thanks I get."
"You've met skeleton pirates as well?" Fen asked, a pleasantly surprised tone in her voice.
"Eyup, cursed by Aztec gold taken by Cortez; they're not a threat anymore, thank god, it's not fun fighting an opponent who won't stay dead." Sarah explained, before aiming the Beer tap at her mouth and turning it on.
"That's disgusting." Nia said from her sofa.
"Trust me, mini me, when you get to my age you will be jealous I did this and not you." Sarah said, going back to drinking.
"This day cannot get any dumber." Six muttered darkly.
"Wanna bet?" A new trio of voices said in sync. Turning around Six saw three new girls stomping up a flight of stairs she hadn't noticed before.
The trio were, well… baffling. One was wearing a purple spandex suit, a helmet resembling a dinosaur on her head. Another was wearing what at first glance looked like a very high tech swimsuit, but with random spots of metal that suggested maybe it was some very strange form of armour. Also noticeable was her hair. Fen had previously had the longest hair with it hanging down to her mid back. This strange girl however, had purple hair tied up in twintails which nearly reached the floor. The third member was staggering ordinary by contrast, wearing a jeans and T-shirt she was currently using to clean her glasses with.
"Give us names, start from my left to my right." The Six who still had his Mjolnir said, looking over at the new trio.
"Amanda-B312, Former Spartan of the UNSC, currently the Dino Charge Plesio ranger, or just the purple ranger for short." The girl in the spandex explained dully. "I fight this alien bounty hunter who wants to get his hand on magic rocks. Also I have a gun that both shoots lasers and lets me change into this suit which somehow is tougher then my Mjolnir - Yeah I thought it was crazy too." She added upon seeing the bemused looks on her counterparts' faces.
"I've tested that by the way, she ain't joking." The girl with the absurdly long pigtails said dully. Realising it was her turn to explain she started talkin. "Reizei-B312, Former Noble Six of Noble team, currently Tail Purple of the Twintails."
"Yes, those were words you just said." Nia said, her face completely blank.
"Oh wait till she tells you what she does." the Six wearing glasses muttered, idly playing with her braid.
"I fight Ultimagil, a hostile alien force that feeds on Attribute-Strength, or the embodiment of human loves and attachments. For whatever reason the twintail attribute is the strongest, and I'm utilising mine to fight them with three other heroes and one pervert scientist." Reizei explained.
"Off course, off course you do that, because all of that makes perfect sense." Nia scowled, before rounding on the last of the trio. "Okay, what do you do, fight evil pancakes who want to destroy the world's supply of strawberries or something?"
"I work in a coffee shop while studying for a game design degree actually." The final girl said coldly. "Cassandra Brow; currently the sixth member of Noble Team games. Otherwise known as the girl who's pissed she's probably not getting paid for the hours she spent stuck in this shit show of… whatever the fuck this is."
"Okay, so if I'm keeping track of this right…" Fen said from the corner, counting on her fingers as she looked around the room. "...in here we currently have: A witch, a monster hunter, an awesome lumberjane, a Space Cowboy, the luckiest prick out of all of us, a pirate, a superhero, a girl who for some reason protects hairstyles, and a regular person."
"The fuck has happened to our lives recently?" Six asked, looking around the group who all nodded in solidarity for the sheer craziness of their situation.
"Oh shut the fuck up you assholes, none of you bitches have even close to the worst/crasiest situation. Fucking motherfuckers." A new voice said.
The group started at the latest speaker. They were an elephant. Not the creature, the UNSC heavy recovery vehicle… only this one was tiny, barley coming up to Noble Six's chest and somehow chibified. Smaller and cleaner than Six had ever seen before. The vehicle looked cartoony. Far simpler than the ones she'd operated. Also something was wrong with the turret. While it was clearly a gun it didn't shoot bullets, it looked more like a net gun or something.
Still, no one was looking at that once the vehicle's roof started sliding back, and the driver clambering out of her seat.
The driver was a puppy. A very small, extremely fluffy puppy. Wearing the helmet and chestplate of Six's Mjolnir armour, the purple and orange ODST Helmet and Recon chestplate converted perfectly to fit the small dog.
"If any of you mother fuckers coo, or gasp, or fucking baby me I swear to god I'm going to gnaw your freakin' balls off." Said dog spat, looking at all of them in turn, silently glaring at them from behind the golden visor.
"Daww!" Findo'lar declared, leaning over to look at the small dog, who let out a feral scream, her helmet being thrown off as she lept forwards, her tiny teeth fully bared; now free from her headgear.
Findo'lar was giggling as she bit at his groin, giggling as he said: "Please, you aren't going to be able to bite through Beskar; just admit you're cu-"
He was cut off when the sound of metal crunching and tearing was heard, along with snarling growls that caused the Mjolnir clad Six to grab the small dog, pulling her off the bounty hunter, his crotch armour still held in her mouth.
Glaring she crunched, shattering the metal and spitting it and the now quaking former Spartan.
"Anyone else want a go?" She scowled, before suddenly wriggling in the Spartan's grip and biting down hard.
"Gah!" He gasped as he let the small dog drop, who jumped back on top of her tiny elephant. It was then that Six noticed the collar around her neck; it had her UNSC dog tags hanging from it.
"Okay, well I'll bite if you wont." Amanda said, looking warely at the adorable puppy. "What happened to you?"
"Yeah, and why the junk can you talk? I mean I've seen magic kittens, but none of them talked; though one did turn into an iguana." Fen added from the sidelines.
"Ah, well see that's a really fucking long story. But given how I expect you wont stop badgering me till I tell the cunting thing, fine!" The dog explained. "Name's currently Noble. I'm a member of the… Oh fucking hell lord please give me shitting strengh! Okay, I'm a member of the… I will go for the balls again and I will not be stopped till I have my prize if you laugh."
The dog took a deep breath here, stealing herself as if what she was about to say was going to cost her a great deal of effort and pain.
"I'm… I'm a member of mother fucking Paw Patrol." She finally spat out, glaring. No one said anything, well no one except Fen.
"Just to be clear, the 'Mother Fucking' bit isn't in the official name is it?" She asked, flinching from the look Noble gave her.
"No, of course it's not. Ryder and the others were too big a group of pussies to accept my suggestion, frankly I think it's a much better name."
"So, what does a Paw Patrol do?" Nia asked hesitantly.
"Mostly we save a bunch of morons from their own stupidity… though sometimes from natural disasters and things like fires." She explained, rolling her eyes and flumping down on her vehicle's cockpit, her legs splayed as she looked dully at her audience.
"And… are you all dogs?" Findo'lar asked wearily, having retreated to behind the bar again.
"We're mostly puppies, Ryder's a human but he's like, 10." Noble said, her every word giving the vibe that she wanted to curl up into a ball and die.
"So, are you like mascots for the official rescue services?" Sarah asked, playing with her sabre awkwardly.
This drew a large barking laugh from the puppy, who howled with laughter, rolling around on her back and giggling maddly.
"No, because that would make sense. No, Adventure Bay literally doesn't have anyone but us! In adventure bay your safety relies on a bunch of fucking dogs who aren't even a year old and a fucking ten year old!" She screamed, her eyes popping. The shift from laughter to anger caused all the Spartans to step back.
"And do not even get me started on Mayor Humdinger, god dammit that man nearly had so much blood on his hands till I gnawed through his break lines."
"You assassinated someone!?" Cassandra cried, eyes wide as she looked at her Canine counterpart.
"You haven't?" Six asked, getting another gasp out of Cassandra. "Sorry, it's fairly normal for the rest of us."
"Yeah, those were the days." The Mjolnir-equipped Six said, staring wistfully up at the ceiling as though he'd rather be garroting insurrections than talking to his extradimensional cousins.
"Well yeah, anyway I can't believe they kept letting him get away with all the crap he pulled, after that shit show in Adventure City, I decided enough was enough, the idiot almost destroyed an entire city with that weather machine. So yeah, gnawed through his breaklines… and then set the wreck on fire just to be safe." The small dog explained, her tail involuntarily wagging as she thought back on the obviously happy memories. "Was certainly more helpful than hauling cars out of ditches."
"Okay, so the small dog's murderous." Cassandra cried, throwing her arms up in the air. "Anything else you want to tell us; you kill anyone else, maul someone? Kill a teammate?"
"I take offence at that, I would never kill a teammate! Though I admit I did almost drown Rocky one time, but in my defence, his thing is recycling, no one would have missed him if I had killed him. Also, he doesn't know I did it." Noble admitted, absentmindedly scratching her head with her back leg.
"I can't take this anymore, I just want to go home!" Cassandra cried out, gasping as a white door materialised in front of her.
"You're kidding me, it's that easy?" Findo'lar gaped, as another white door formed in front of him.
"Seams so." Nia muttered, looking at her own, which was far bulkier and heavier looking then the others. "Well, it's been… something, meeting you all but I better get back to Hogwarts, I do not trust those three not to do anything stupid without me."
"Yeah, this has been great fun but I miss the rest of my cabin, later!" Fen declared sprinting through her door while yelling: "It's okay Jen I'm back! You can stop crying now!"
"I'm just gonna go, the Empire doesn't seem so bad now." Findo'lar muttered as he left.
Soon everyone was gone aside from Reizei and her stupidly long hair, the dog Noble, the Mjolnir Six and Noble Six.
"Welp, I better get back before anyone in Adventure City ends up dead, also I promised I'd help Skye fix the transformation on her helicopter jet thing." Noble muttered, driving her recovery vehicle through her door.
"So… I notice you don't have one." Reizei commented, looking at the Mjolnir Six who nodded.
"I don't want to go back to a glassed world. You said yours was being invaded by an Alien army?"
"Ultimagil, and yeah, it is. I don't think Tail-Gears gonna work for you… then again, it worked for Sōji…"
"If they bleed, I can kill them."
"Okay, why not! Come on, let's go." Reizei declared, beckoning the taller man to follow her, leaving Six behind to stare dully at the now empty bar, her brain failing to process what she'd just seen. Shaking her head she sprinted for her door, desperate for the relative sanity Remnant would now provide her.
Authors Note: This is in fact Canon and this did happen to Noble Six, she just assumes it was a dream as it was far to stupid to actual happen.
Also if you're at all curious/don't recognize where some of these Six's come from here's the list:
Main story Six - Noble Six
Harry Potter Six - Nia
Lumberjanes Six - Fen
Star wars/Mandalorian Six - Findo'lar
Reach survivor Six - Punished Six
Pirates of the Caribbean Six - Sarah
Power Rangers Six - Amanda
Gotta be the Twintail Six - Reizei
Coffee shop AU Six - Cassandra Brow
PawPatrol Six - Aussie Shepherd
