PARTY!
“Look, there it is!”
The excursionists have finally spotted their destination! Up ahead is the land of Snickleforgabomshilifondo. However, it’ll still take another day to arrive, so our friends have decided to stop for the night and continue on tomorrow.
At this moment, they are huddled around a fire, thanks to Eva and the very convenient new moon. Sir S is skipping around singing loudly. (I have a suspicion that someone slipped something into his food.)
“I’m bringing sexy back! Them other boys don’t know how to act…”
“Sir S, sit down!” Sir D yells, trying to stifle his laughter.
“Ever notice that singing makes people smile?” says Sir G.
“Come on guys, join me!” Sir S exclaims.
“Yeah!” Aurora replies. “Let’s PARTY !”
“Tulum!”
So they begin dancing, throwing confetti, laughing, and having a good time.
However, our friends are oblivious to the danger that is coming towards them. Just up ahead, coming straight for them, is an army. But not just any army. It’s an army of foci and their lead the ellipse!