Part 1: Welcome to Littleroot!
As I'll ever be.
Wow. I'm sure this truck will seat three passengers in the front, so why do I have to ride back here with all the shit?
No wonder the road was so bumpy. There wasn't even a road.
Yeah. Thanks for that, by the way. Couldn't spring for a poketaxi, or something? Where the hell did I come from anyway?
So it is.
Wait. So you weren't already living here? How did you manage to greet me at the door? How long were you going to keep me in the truck? And what the hell was going on up there in the front that prevented me from getting a seat? Y'know what? Nevermind. I don't want to know.
I dunno. It looks nice enough, but there could be killings here nightly for all we know. Or maybe a cult, and we've been lured in as ritual sacrifices.
Oh, yay! You mean I don't have to sleep on the floor anymore!? =D
Mom, our floor has more holes than the galaxy has stars. This isn't exactly The Ritz.
Yay, free labor!
The ellipses mean they're having fun!
Well if that's what you want.
There ya go.
To be continued. Maybe.
