Apparently there's some "serious epic shit" happening in Helovia. Good thing I know absolutely nothing about any of it. 10/10 for observations skills on Cas' report card. So knows. Much informed. Wow.

In all seriousness though-- wait, who am I kidding, I've never been serious a day in my life. Where's the fun in that?! Mom was REAL serious when I was a baby and it was a downer, Dad(who is apparently a big scary black guy) is super serious and like, don't tell anyone, but he kinda scares me holy shit. Nizho's fucking serious too, like he's always going on and on and on about some other sister that went missing a million years ago, and I'm like "Boi, I got my own Ginger Twin to keep track of, I can't be weighed down with your failures as a brother." I uh.... I don't think he appreciated that very much.

So, In the spirit of being the opposite of serious I've been oot-n-aboot and letting myself be in charge of fuckall. The downside of this however is that there's like, no one around and as much fun being a wayward adventurer is, like, I've been wondering if I should go home. It's kinda been a whilesince I've checked in, afterall, not like I'm lonely or anything >.> Also, I have GOT to ask Mom because I think I might be pulling some sort of reverse Benjamin Button shit cause my winter coat (which now only have a few stubborn fuzzy tufts left) left behind some grey hairs. Like, what is this salt and pepper nonsense?!

I follow the stream back in an easterly sort of direction, knowing that it'll mostly point me toward the Throat and shiiiiit if I'm not impatient to start flying. Like, I feel like i'm close, but my wings haven't quiiiiiite gotten the hang of it yet, so I'm relegated to walking like a chump. Oh shit. What if I do age super rapidly and all the sudden I'm to old and rickety and shit and I never get to fly................... NAHHHHHHH Like life would be that cruel.

My gangly as fuckstrong and muscular legs carry me though the water, because why walk in the grass when you can walk directly in the stream, ya know? Water is like, so frickin cool (never get me started on the ocean man, I will talk about that shit forever) and I like the sounds it makes when I splash in it so I end up not walking so much as doing the funky fresh little shimmy. "Making my way downstream, walkin fast, splashin past and I'm homebound, duhnananananaaa~" I uh, may or may not also be kinda singing. #NextHelovianIdol


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Castor

I'm slicker than an oil spill
She say she won't, but I bet she will