The group agreed, scared but understanding. Jane got in the pilot seat, a new kind of motivation coursing through her veins. She aggressively put in the coordinates for the nearest Christmas tree planet, and before you could say "the pinnacle of potato taser nuggets" they arrived.
But it wasn't the Christmas tree planet.
It was a strange planet, with a tiny pickle train weaving around the carrot, a gherkin plane flying around the skies, and a kangaroo watching it all.
"Uh, hello?" Mariposa asked the kangaroo, deciding to do the talking instead of Jane, since she was obviously not in the mood.
"Why are you talking to a kangaroo?" Camilo joked, and the kangaroo turned, an angry expression on his face.
"Why can't you talk to a kangaroo?" He asked Camilo, but he just stood there, dumbfounded. "Our planet already has so much discrimination, I don't need another problem to create discussions and transformation or whatever."
"I missed the part where that's my problem," Jane mumbled, but Ash sent her a look that could kill.
"Hey, we don't want trouble," Ash said. "I'm a porcupine, see? No discrimination here."
The kangaroo grunted, and turned back to observe the pickle train.
"We already had to ban squids from the pickle train. I mean, sure, they can use the gherkin plane, but not the train, they're too big." The kangaroo explained, more to himself than anyone else, but Mariposa raised her eyebrows.
"What's wrong with squids?" She asked. "I can see why you have issues. You can't leave the squ-"
"Ugh, we don't have time, idiots!" Jane said, pushing Mariposa over and approaching the kangaroo. Everyone shared glances, thinking this was very unlike her.
"Who are you?" The kangaroo asked, backing away from the angry stone.
"Who am I? You sure you want to know?" She asked threateningly, quoting her dead boyfriend. "I just lost the best bully I ever knew to a demon spawn called Mirahell, or Mirabel. Do you know where she is?" She asked, her voice rising with each word.
"Uh, no..." the kangaroo answered, gulping.
"This is useless," Jane said, walking away with a bored expression.
"Wait!" The kangaroo shouted, and she stopped in her tracks. "I have something that you might need." He said, and brought out a taser engraved with potatoes.
"The pinnacle of potato taser nuggets!" Camilo and Mariposa shouted in unison, running to grab the weapon.
"What the hell is that?" Jane asked aggressively.
"Our best friend, the potato ship, loved this thing..." Camilo whispered, his eyes shining with the ghost of his past. "It's been so long..."
"What's your name?" Mariposa asked the kangaroo, still admiring the taser.
"Uh... Mr... Pickle." He said. "I know, it's a long story. I married a pickle, used her and our children to build the train, then married a gherkin, but she was trash so I used her to build a plane..." He trailed off after seeing Mariposa's raised brows, and laughed nervously.
"He's lying..." Ash said, approaching him. "Brett?"
Mr Pickle gasped. "Ashley?"
Suddenly the porcupine hugged Brett and the rest of them shared confused glances.
"He was my boyfriend back in Eight Legged Freaks!" Ash said, and the kangaroo smiled anxiously.
"How you'd become..." They started in unison, then laughed together.
After seeing their reunion, and all the time spent with Mariposa and Camilo, Jane finally broke.
"I can't believe you all! My boyfriend just died, and you're laughing and joking? We need to find Mirahell, and I don't care if none of you come with me, but I'm going to the Christmas tree planet and getting my revenge."
"Jane, I'm sorr-" Ash started, but she interrupted her.
"You want forgiveness? Get religion." She said savagely, and started to walk away. "See ya, chumps."
"You're not being-" Mariposa started, but then realised Jane's heavy eye shadow and liner, and how she had changed her outfit to a black suit.
"You took his symbiote..." Mariposa realised.
"You should have thought of that earlier." Jane replied, and started walking towards the potato.
"He was our friend too, you know," Nat said.
"He despised you! You were all an embarrassment to him!" Jane exclaimed, but suddenly Brett burst into song, singing We Don't Talk About Bruno so badly that the symbiote began to split from Jane and Camilo quickly contained the symbiote in the pickle train that had been emptied of the prawns and shrimps (no squids unfortunately) that were in it.
After the symbiote had been contained, Jane panted, her magical eye shadow disappearing.
"Uh, are you okay?" Nat asked, still keeping her distance.
"Yes. Thank you, I think the symbiote is only for Bully Maguire." Jane said, and got up from the floor. "But I still want to kill Mirahell."
Everyone sighed in relief, and Ash beckoned for Brett to come with them, who rejected the offer but was forced on board by the porcupine.
"Now, let's actually go to the Christmas tree world." Mariposa said, and Jane got into the pilot's seat once more, but without the aggressiveness of the symbiote, mr. pickle was coming along as well, in memory of Bully Maguire.
"Let's finally kill Mirahell".
