March 7th? She had already taken the travel guide Aevum had just thrown away and gone off with Xilian to discuss where they should go shopping later.
One tiny Penacony. One planet currently in the middle of a Stellaron dream crisis. One grand festival venue painstakingly maintained by The Family... And now, among those known to be arriving soon, there was at least Mo Wang, a "mobile Calamity" who walked multiple Paths and whose destructive power remained a mystery; Aevum himself, the resurrected Trailblaze Aeon whose whole style had become strangely eccentric and who loved joining the fun; plus Aha, The Nihility Star God, who had gone over long ago and even brought two equally troublesome figures along...
How was this supposed to be a trip to resolve a crisis and visit old friends?
This was clearly going to drop an unpredictable, timed "strategic joy bomb" made up of Aeons and Emanators right into the sweet dreams of The Family and all of Penacony!
Welt took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose hard. He could practically already see the look on that Mr. Sunday of Penacony's face when he learned the truth.
"I hope The Family's Harmony... is sturdy enough," he finally said, able to offer only that powerless sigh.
Meanwhile, Aevum and Mo Wang had already put their heads together and started studying that travel guide again, arguing over whether to go see a concert first or sweep through the Dreamscape Shopping Mall first, paying no attention whatsoever to the nearly despairing, lingering stares of their companions around them.
"Attention, passengers. The Express is about to begin its warp jump. Slight turbulence is expected, so please return to your seats as soon as possible and fasten your seatbelts, pom!"
Just then, Pom-Pom's announcement rang through