Bambietta Basterbine layed on her bed, her arms crossed behind her head, while staring at the ceiling. A pen stuck between her upper lip and her nose, trying to balance it, while she was whistling a melody. It was a murky song and she missed hitting the right tone several times. The frustration born out of this made her blow the air out, ruining the song completely. And the pen also fell next to her on the bed, having lost her own imaginary game.
"Goddamnit," screamed Bambietta, jumping up and kicking the pen away. "I am so bored! BORED I SAY!"
Then she let herself fall on her bed before sighing heavily.
She was a Sternritter. A high-ranked knight of Vandenreich's army. She belonged to the circle of the mightiest Quincies who were ever born. Marching under the lead of their king and father of all Quincies. Ready for the vengeance which had been waiting for a thousand years and to bring an end to Soul Society!
And she had nothing to do in prison as they, unfortunately, lost...hard. Despite everything, she and the other surviving Sternritters were doomed to wait until their sentences were done. Some spent their time training, sleeping and figuring out where they went awry. But she wasn't such a meat head and just wanted to get out. She was a chosen one, blessed by fate, so why did she lose this badly?
She covered her eyes and groaned out loud, kicking her mattress.
"Well, well, well," a woman's voice echoed into the room, together with the sound of footsteps and glasses hitting on glasses. "And here I thought you were making such noises because you had a visitor."
Bambietta groaned once more, this time with more eagerness and anger coming from deep within her. She sat up, her eyes small, and spit the next words out, "What are you guys doing in my room?!"
Four other ladies entered her room: A tall busty lady with pink hair and an innocent look on her face. Another tall lady with greenish-blond hair, who stretched her tongue out and wore a top which was so tight it threatened to squeeze her boobs out. Another, much shorter, lady with yellow hair and a sleeveless dress. And a smaller woman who wore sweatpants and had black hair which formed an antenna at her front.
These were Meninas McAllon, Candice Catnipp, Liltotto Lamperd and Giselle Gewelle. Her comrades among the Sternritters and her friends, with Giselle being her girlfriend, somehow.
And they carried beer bottles, Quincy-brand Goldwasser.
Candice sat next to Bambietta, pushing a bottle into her hands, and opening another one for herself. After taking a sip, she finally answered, "It's a sleepover tonight! Have you forgotten, Bambi?"
"No," replied Bambietta, baring her teeth. "I wasn't told there was one to begin with!"
Meninas sat on the right side of Candice, all proper with her hands in her lap, shaking her head. "No, that's not true." She smiled. "We only decided to have a sleepover right now."
"You can't just do that," hissed Bambietta, leaning forward. "And I didn't allow you to enter my room in the first place!"
Candice looked sternly at her and held her beer in her direction. Bambietta looked at it, rolled her eyes, sighed, and then bonked her own bottle against it. The next second foam started to flow out of her bottle. "Oh shit, oh fuck!" She jumped out of her bed, making sure not to stain her sheets.
Candice abandoned her stern expression and laughed heartily, drinking from her bottle again. Meninas next to her tapped on her shoulder and Candice handed her a beer. Meanwhile, Giselle jumped belly first onto the bed, jumping up and down, rolling around, laughing out loud.
Bambietta took a sip from the bottle, shaking her head, and gave Giselle a noogie. "You're such a child, Gigi."
Giselle stopped and rose up, her eyes rolling around. "No, I'm having fun!" Then she started to roll on the bed again.
Bambietta sighed, ruffling her own hair. "You better not ruin my bed, Gigi!"
Candice leaned back, drinking out of the bottle until it was empty and reached for another bottle, opening it and taking a first sip from it immediately.
"Hey!" Bambietta stepped forward, looking down on Candice, who drank from the bottle, unimpressed. "You really want to drown yourself in beer here?!"
"You're bored," Liltotto suddenly said, looking directly at the room owner. "Hey, you screamed out that you were bored." She shrugged, playing with the label on the bottle, "And you know what? We are, too."
Candice drank her beer, looking behind her, staring at Giselle rolling around. Bambietta looked thoughtfully at her, her eyebrows furrowed. "Candi…"
"What does it mean to be chosen?" asked Meninas suddenly, looking down at her beer. "We were here for a purpose, but we can no longer act on it. We've all been waiting so long and now, we're imprisoned. Is that what it means to be chosen by fate? To wait for one's moment to shine and nothing else? Being nothing more than a pawn of fate, just to wait for our turn to be moved on the chess board of life?"
"Meni," Bambietta grabbed her bottle with both hands, clenching it. Something inside her chest echoed the sentiment of her friend, a similar fear. A thought she had so many times in her mind, unable to drive it away and even worse, speak it out. Because she worried what it might reveal about her actual feelings.
But the gloom didn't last long, for Candice grabbed Meninas by her shoulder and yelled, "Damn, girl, you are either too drunk or not drunk enough. Oh, I know a solution!" She pushed her own bottle at Meninas' mouth, forcing her to drink. "And now drown the sad thoughts!"
The pink-haired woman held herself up on the bed, while leaning backwards, the beer flowing into her mouth. It didn't take long before she coughed and sprayed beer around, having stained her own shirt with alcohol. Giselle came close and patted her on the back.
"Hey!" screamed Bambietta and slumped on the ground, "I said don't ruin my bed!"
"Oh, zip it, Bambi," laughed Candice as she shook Meninas by her shoulder, and with the other hand she gave Bambietta another beer bottle, "If you need to open your mouth, then only so beer can flow in!"
Bambietta looked at the new bottle, shrugged, and drank the first bottle empty. When she gave it back to Candice, she looked around and realized something. "Hold on, how's Lil here?"
Candice handed Giselle a beer, who immediately tipped it over to let the alcohol flow into her throat. "What, Liltotto? She tried to piss off as usual. You know her - no beer, no fun, but luckily, I dragged her here."
Bambietta wanted to take a sip of her new bottle, then she hesitated, warning bells ringing in her head. "Wait, what did you just say?"
Candice opened a third bottle for herself, taking a sip, before she replied. "Say what now?"
The five then saw a bright light in front of them. And then they all found themselves in an academy. "Okay, did Gigi spike the drinks again?" Liltotto said. "If so, I wanna know who gave her drugs!"
"Perhaps I can tell you who!"
Bambietta perked up as a humanoid crow-like being with six jet-black wings, a bird on his demonic head, books for a chest, bird legs put on backwards with talons growing from the front and back of its feet, and two swords burning with hellfire approached. "Ooh, and who are you supposed to be, big boy?"
"I am Caim, a great president of Hell, servant of Lord Beelzebub and potential claimant to the title of Noble King!" The bird demon bragged.
Giselle gasped in delight, clasping her hands together. "A president? Seems you're a very important being."
Caim puffed his chest out in pride. "Indeed! After all, there are only 14 of us in all of hell!"
Liltotto blinked. "14 presidents? How the hell does that work, exactly?"
"There's a lot of very powerful demons in hell with very big egos that can easily be satisfied by handing out big important-sounding titles to everyone," Caim admitted, deflating somewhat.
Bambietta clucked her tongue in disappointment. "Really? Guess you're not all that after all, then."
"I absolutely am!" Caim protested, offended. "I rule over 30 legions of demons! I am a good diplomat! I give men understanding of the voices of birds, books, dogs, and other creatures, and the noise of the waters as well! I give true answers concerning things to come!"
"Do you know tomorrow's winning lottery number?" Drakus asked, wanting to know where that light was coming from and saw the whole conversation.
"I do!" Caim bragged.
"And who will live and who will die on the series finale of Secrets and Tears, or maybe Watson Whore?" Evolt added.
"Naturally!"
"And what I'm gonna do to you in a minute if you don't tell me what's going on?" Bambietta perked up.
"Yes-"
Caim choked, turning pale. "Wait… No, that… That can't be right…"
Drakus chuckled and sauntered over, resting on the confused demon's shoulder. "Tell you what, Mr. President… Tell me the most horrible thing you've ever done, and if I'm impressed, I won't shove BlueBlaze up your ass and watch as you get sent through the periodic table in every way imaginable, and I might let you join us."
Refusing to admit he was intimidated and slightly turned on, Caim chuckled. "As I said, I can grant men the understanding of certain animals. A king summoned me a very long time ago and asked me to bestow upon him that power, so he might use animals to spy on his enemies and his own people, offering his firstborn in exchange. I granted him his wish, and he created a massive spy network of birds and beasts across his kingdom. He gained a reputation for knowing and seeing all, filling his people with terror, and upon hearing of their fears, became convinced that they were planning to overthrow him, and so began cracking down on his own subjects, stripping them of whatever few liberties they had left, and imprisoning and executing people by the dozens because he was certain they harbored resentment towards him, which was absolutely true, and his actions only made it worse. Eventually, someone caught on to the fact that he surrounded himself with animals and realized the source of his power – by which, of course, I mean I told them since those imbeciles would never have figured it out on their own. His subjects began slaughtering all the animals and kingdom, from the largest horse to the smallest insect to deprive him of his eyes and ears. They then marched upon his castle, dethroned him, and fed him to his own pets before killing them as well. However, in their zeal, they had killed all of their livestock and draft animals, the water was poisoned due to their attempts to kill the fish 'just to be safe,' and the harvest had been neglected due to all the enforced curfews, the king hoarding food for himself, and the plot to overthrow him. People began to starve. Blame was thrown around, and former comrades in arms began to take arms against each other. I made sure to spread a few whispers and rumors to escalate the civil war, of course. And then, just all hope seemed lost, the King's firstborn returned to take the throne, promising a solution that would make everything right: legalized cannibalism, yes, you heard me. The desperate, starving citizenry immediately fell upon each other in an orgy of carnage and blood. Their neighbors, who had been waiting for a moment of weakness to strike, invaded the kingdom, only to be driven mad by horror by what they found there, those who weren't also devoured. And the new king, whom I had raised in hell for just this purpose, delivered unto me an entire nation consumed by sin and perfidy. I received a commendation for my actions and was accepted into Lord Beelzebub's army."
The squad, who'd been listening with interest...chuckled. "Damn, you did some pretty mid-tier shit, but not gonna lie, respect the moxie." Roman said.
Caim stammered. "That's it? What do you mean, 'mid-tier'!?"
"I'm sure that counted as something very impressive to all your friends down under," Evolt said very condescendingly. "But honestly? We do way freakier and worse than that all the time. Heck, pretty sure anything that Long-Sleeves did blows that weak ass story of yours out of the water!"
"W-what do you-" Caim stammered.
"Here, let me tell you one of my faves," Giselle said, leaning over and whispering into his ear. "One time, I did so much surgery on Bambi even Yhwach started to sweat at how far I went. After that, I was banned from the vending machines for a week."
Those words were more than enough to shake the poor bird demon.
"OH LUCIFER! WHAT…WHAT SORT OF DRUGS ARE YOU MORTALS ON?!" Caim shrieked, scuttling back as far as he could, only for Drakus to drag the bird onto a couch and stare at him.
"Not gonna lie, Caim, you demons think you're so big and bad and evil because you claim to be the first to sin, the first to rebel against your God, you preside over a realm of eternal torture and suffering and tempt people to damn themselves and all that… But, shit, that's Casual Friday for us," Drakus said as Caim gawked.
"Evolt's clan murdered their gods first thing after they were born into this universe. And then one of them killed them again, and who knows how many other dead gods while she was at it. That thing Roach Girl just told you? Pretty sure that doesn't even break the top 100 evilest things she's ever done. Hell, not even among the top thousand. Even I can confirm, we think we're all that, but in reality, we're literally just a bunch of cosmic chumps who think we're tough shit because Lucifer told the old man to shove it and got kicked out of the house, and we're still cleaning up after he grew up. Bullies and cowards and sore losers, the lot of you. But Evolt? Oh, he knows a thing or two about really being on that timing," Lune crooned, grabbing him by the chin and forcing him to stare into her eyes. "You're stuck with us now, bird boy."
And oh, Caim's pants were voided in so many ways.
Tatsumi and Jet-Vac landed at the foot of the museum entrance, where a giant hippo and a jet black lamprey ran up to them with a sickly green traptanium scythe.
"Ain't we repulsive?" The lamprey said in a Mexican voice.
"So you're Lam-n-Prey. I hear you've been tracking Cluck." Buzz said.
"Si, muchacho. Ol' Prey here tracked him down here to this here den where he wants to see the Venom's Tooth." Lam-n-Prey said.
"I'm just glad I'm not at Dead Man's Sea. Who knows what'll happen…" Tatsumi said.
"We understand the situation. But now, we need to keep our wits and capture Cluck before he even takes the tooth." Jet-Vac said. "To do that, we need to stay ahead of him. To catch a thief, we gotta think like one."
"Let's see. If I were a world class thief, how would I go about stealing an artifact? Well, guess I'd try to hide in plain sight." Tatsumi thought.
"If we avoid the original path with the spotlights to the eye and go another way, I'm sure we can get there before Nightshade ever does."
They took an alternate path with puzzles, Preu bull rushing through them, and arrived more quickly to the exhibit.
"There it is." Lam said, seeing a green crystal shaped like a snake tooth, with pure radiation making it glow.
"The Venom's Tooth." Jet-Vac said, as Cluck dropped down, in a giant mech shaped like a komodo dragon.
"Yes. And I'll be stealing it now. Ciao, Skylanders." Cluck said, taking the tooth and jumping out the stained glass window.
"After him!" Tatsumi said, running after him alone and to an epicenter.
"Well well, the Boy Wonder of Night Raid, popular among his team. You are persistent, I give you that." Cluck said.
"I learnt to be that way from bro. Now, give back the eye." Tatsumi said.
"Afraid not. And now, as much as I want to let you go, I must destroy you!" Cluck said, the mech leaping on top of a pillar.
Cluck! (Toxic Trap)
"Normally, one shouldn't be afraid of a little venom, but for this, you might want to make an exception." Cluck said, as poisonous clones of Cluck appeared beside him.
"Can you tell which one's the real me, kid? Am I over here, or am I here?"
Tatsumi attacked the clones with no luck.
"Can't attack blindly. Gotta stay focused. If I knock out the pillars, he'll come down into his clone swarm to attack. But I'll keep getting hurt by the shadows of the pillars if I don't." Tatsumi thought. "Got it! Attack the pillars, then the clones, it'll weaken him."
He did so, destroying the pillars and clones repeatedly until Cluck dropped the tooth, Tatsumi reclaiming it as he knocked Cluck back.
Cluck Defeated!
A vortex then opened up behind Nightshade.
"AH! What is this! I don't have time for this! Put me down! I demand iiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!" he called out as his mech fell into the vortex as it closed, taking the chicken with it.
Tatsumi got ahold of the Toxic Trap that held him as a screen appeared.
"How's it feeling in there?"
"Me trapped? NO! Well, I guess it's not THAT bad actually." Cluck said.
Cluck Trapped!
"So you want me to be good, is that it? I guess I can make time for it." Cluck said.
"Well done." Jet-Vac said, coming up behind him. "I think somewhere above, Bulat's proud of you."
"Yeah. Made you proud, bro. Well, another Night Hooligan down. That only leaves five of them." Tatsumi said.
"Let's just hope someone nabs the hitman, or we'll have two problems." Jet-Vac said.
The fog rolled through a vastly populated sea of monsters and things that go bump in the night. For mabu to live here, they had to be tough, or crazy. Walking into the fog was Risotto, who was now fused with Metallica in a patchwork frankenstein mesh of his body, his arms now turned into iron blades, that somehow didn't slice his sleeves apart.
"This was not what I was expecting on the other side of that portal." He muttered as he trudged through the sea. "I had tried to avenge my squad, and what is the thanks I get? Becoming a monster who is lost in a marsh of misery. Someone who must never be seen by human eyes." He said. Suddenly, his arm beeped.
"That sound….what is it?"
His left arm bloated as a detector grew onto his arm, one blip on it.
"Hmm, a target has been detected." Risotto said. "And it's close by too. Yet, I see a briefcase."
"With lots of teeth to eat you with." a voice said, as the briefcase grew teeth and an evil glare.
Hungagge! (Dark Trap)
"No one here has more kills than me, Mind Bite and Sky Low. You're soiling our reputations by killing the people here, freak. I hope you taste like chicken." Hungagge said, munching right at him.
"I see," Risotto said, nonplussed, "So you're close range. Perhaps within two or three meters. That's all I really need to know to beat you."
Hungagge stopped as he felt tremendous pain throughout his face. Dozens of sewing needles were suddenly bursting from his skin. As he tried to dig them out, he made a bite at Risotto, only for him to dodge and seemingly disappear.
"What the? You put weapons in me?! I can't eat that!" Hungagge said, trying to lunge at Risotto. However, he hit nothing but air.
"You missed," came Risotto's voice, "But by mere centimeters. As if you could tell where I was going to be."
Instantly Hungagge felt scissors forming in his throat. Before they could open, Hungagge puked the scissors out, plopping on the ground. Risotto was surprised.
Hungagge Defeated!
"You act as if you knew that would happen. You moved as if you knew where to strike. I'm not sure how, but rest assured my next move will kill you."
"Wh-what do you mean?! The fight's already over!" Hungagge said, as Risotto walked towards him.
"And now I'm starting to see you sprawl," Risotto noted, "It seems I'm about to see your fear. It will be a pleasure to see you know fear as you...huh?" Risotto said, as the vortex opened.
"But I'm staaaaarviiiiiiiing!" Hungagge called out, disappearing through the vortex.
"Did he escape? Or did another Stand user...?" Risotto asked.
"You just saw a trap in action." A voice called out, as Risotto saw a creature with a pair of large Traptanium scissors. "Name's Short Cut, a trap master hunting down villains like him. I always…. Cut to the chase!"
"So there's police here, like you? So why am I revived and became…"
"Don't say another word. From what I have to guess, you've been revived to help defeat the Night Hooligans and defend Skylands with your life!" Short Cut said.
"Night Hooligans? I have been revived by that group." Risotto said.
"Not surprising, but first, one of their members, Aeron is hanging around in this marsh." Short Cut said. "Some partners of yours were already mobilized."
"Who? My squad?" Risotto asked.
"Wait, aren't you with those X-Squad guys that have been going around and saving Skylands, well, mostly?" he asked.
"Wait, who?" Risotto said.
"Yeah. They already caught five of the Night Hooligans and saved quite a bit of Skylands." Short Cut said.
"So, what is my drive worth here?" Risotto pondered.
"Hey, Justice is always welcomed no matter who it comes from. Besides, there's still some more villains here. We need someone like you to help round them up." Short Cut said. "Just...stay in check. Besides, after this Night Hooligan thing is over, I could see about making you a Skylander."
The two moved up and saw Night Raid and the squad, staring right back at the two.
Mine had her rifle ready. "Get back, dem-"
"Whoa, hold it!" Short Cut said. "He's cool!"
"Short Cut! There you are!" Wildfire said.
[is that a fucking JoJo reference?!]
[OOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!]
[CEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAR!]
[piano plays il vento d'oro]
"Chat, please don't. We're gonna scare the poor boy away." Laura said.
"I've already talked him down. He agreed to help us defend Skylands." Short Cut said.
Risotto then walked up to the others.
"It appears that I've...been forced to join you." Risotto said. "And another thing. Is my squad….here as well?" He asked.
"Well, there's something you should know. We're…" Drakus began before Mine covered his mouth.
"Soldiers of justice like you. One of our members, Tatsumi, sacrificed himself for the capital and stopped the emperor when he went mad." Mine said, saving it.
"Welcome to the X-Squad, newbie! Hope you enjoy it here because you're stuck here forever with the rest of us." Jax said calmly, as Risotto seemed nonplussed before facepalming, muttering that he's stuck with a bunch of nutcases.
"Before you ask," Roman said. "We're basically the most mentally unstable hitmen you've ever seen. We have emotional baggage, cope with war crimes, have so many illegal firearms, stolen vehicles and drugs that we basically run the markets on them, are united by a desire to do what we want, and only deal in cold hard cash."
"Way to go! He was perfectly fine until you said that." Lune retorted at the chuckling rabbit and cackling crime lord, her eyes snapping a look that could kill. Jax simply waved this off like it was nothing.
"What? He was gonna find out soon enough, right? Might as well break it to him now before he ends up like freak show over there." He said, gesturing to Pomni with his thumb before putting his hands on his hips with a shrug. "We're helping in our own way."
Mine then changed the subject. "Man, looking at you, it seems not all of us came here perfect. What happened to you?"
"Portal, that's all you need to know." Risotto said, his arms having changed to normal hands, but covered in iron, as his head turned metallic.
"It could've been worse. I would've had the Gaea Foundation literally in my blood stream. Well, at least Mine has someone to bond over their Teigu being fused to the body." Chelsea said, as Mine stepped on her foot.
"Don't even joke about that!" she said.
"Based on my scientific expertise, your Teigu's abilities are yours, minus the Trump Card, though." Mags said.
"You mean my Stand." Risotto said.
"Now for some payback. Let's get to the village and stop Aeron. Oh, and she's just a head." Mine said.
"Come on gang, let's go harass a head." Jax said, smirking, as he strutted along the path.
"All right. Onward! To stop this flying head of evil and injustice!" Seryu said.
"Sounds like someone got their drive back." Short Cut said.
Along the way, they saw the second denizen of the marsh. It was a giant eel skeleton with a lot of bones floating in its stomach.
Mind Bite! (Undead Trap)
"That's really freaky!" Mine said.
"Well, least we know it's Dead Man's Sea for a reason. A lot of people died thanks to them." Ridley said.
"Chow time." Mind Bite said, his voice an eerie echo.
"Ah, kill it!" Leone said.
"What? You'll blast an innocent boy like myself?" Mind Bite asked.
"You've killed before. Hungagge literally said you three here are the ones with a high kill count." Akamei said.
"Fair point. Come here!" He said as he let out a horrifying scream.
Dozens of small skeleton piranhas along with a big one were launched at whatever was around.
"Oh. That's why he's called Mind Bite." Mystle said.
The launched piranhas from Mind Bite rammed into objects and the squad, but Short Cut dashed past each one and went into a cutting frenzy with his scissors. He was able to rapidly cut the piranhas, launch marionette strings, and use dolls in conjunction with a massive dimensional slice to overwhelm Mind Bite in a matter of minutes.
Mind Bite Defeated!
"You're blowing my MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" He called out before vanishing through the portal.
"You're pretty skilled with those shears." Mine said.
"Tell me about it. I used to be a pretty big tailor before becoming a Skylander. My act of becoming one was sewing together the shirts and pants of all the pirates who invaded my home." Short Cut said.
"Something about those scissors reminds me of Extase." Mine said.
"Could it be because they're giant scissors?" Roman asked.
"Friend of yours wielded the Shears of Creation?" Short Cut said. "Yes, I've heard of em. It's nice to hear you know about tailoring tools."
"Let's just keep moving." Seryu said.
As they moved onward, they saw a pale blue girl dressed in a blue and black dress, with the sleeves being disconnected from the dress nearby. "Great. You. Thanks to you idiots, these stupid villagers are waking up and Aeron couldn't even get anything on the Traptanium. And trust me, these guys dream of pretty weird stuff. And fair warning, Aaron's planning on getting even by unleashing some of their nightmares on us!" she said.
"I hope she don't make this hard for us to capture her, cause we got some questions that need answers." Leone said as the monsters of nightmares came into the real world.
"Ha! Doesn't matter if you catch me. I'm not telling you a thing, even in captivity." Aeron said, having appeared atop a roof with a body similar to Dreamcatcher's body, only her hoodie was shredded, her left hand being a giant claw and having silver jeans and black combat boots.
"We will see about that, head of injustice!" Seryu said.
"Oh. So iron boy's here too. Well, I have someone who is just the perfect match." Aeron said.
Out of the portal came a crow dressed as a pirate, her body in many states of decay. "Time to fly, me hearties!"
Sky Low! (Air Trap)
"So creepy!" Mine said.
"Well, I think I can leave everything here to them. Ta ta, Skylanders." Aeron said, leaping into a house and running off.
Sky Low charged and stabbed the ground in front of her, cackling wickedly.
"Aim for her back!" Akame said.
"Hey, no fair. I don't have much peripheral vision like you land lubbers." Sky Low said.
"Let's just end this." Roman said, going behind Sky Low and giving her a whack to the back.
Sky Low Defeated!
"Aaargh! I'm gonna HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she called out entering the vortex.
Back at the academy...
"So, why do we keep coming back here after every adventure? Just feels creepy like that." Sheep Mage said.
"Deal with it. We have you trapped." Akamei said.
"Well, according to the Mabu there, Aeron is heading somewhere." Najenda said.
"I know where she might be heading, hidden in a town of scholars, there supposedly is Eternal Thinking Cap that will give Vicky all the power she needs." Kaos said.
"Scholarville!" Jet-Vac said.
"How do you know about that place?" Akamei asked.
"It's GG ot one of the few science labs in Skylands. It shouldn't be hard to find it." Spyro said.
"I dunno how we can. But Roman still needs to take us." Mine said, as the X-Squad flinched at the prospect of almost puking their guts.
"Then it is settled! We shall head for Scholarville to defeat the evil head of injustice!" Seryu said.