My (Pangolin's) Perspective~

My alarm clock buzzes, and I roll over to look at it. 2:00am. I shove my face into my pillow, wondering why on earth the alarm was set to go off this early. Then I remember- today we're going to Chatterbox City! 

I change into a light blue blouse and black leggings and brush my hair. I creep down the hallway to the kitchen, careful not to wake my AEs and CAPTCHAs. There's no use in getting them up until they absolutely have to. I do not want to spend five hours in a car with some grumpy AEs. 

An hour later, I walk out of my house, dragging my suitcase behind me. I load it into the trunk of our car, along with all my AEs' stuff, and then I slide behind the wheel. 

"Since when do you get to drive?" Barnacle asks, buckling his seatbelt in the seat next to me. "You're only, what, ten?" 

"Eleven and three-quarters," I grit my teeth. "Besides, it's not like any of you can drive." 

Barnacle sighs. I do have a point there. I twist around in my seat to look at the rest of the AEs. True's gotten a book out, and Koi's resting on their lap. Calbi's staring out the window. The CAPTCHAs, Knight and Virid, are in carrying cases on the seat between Calbi and True. "Everyone ready to go?" 

After only sixteen breaks to go to the bathroom and buy snacks, we finally arrive at our house in Chatterbox City. While the AEs stretch and the CAPTCHAs run around their feet, I unpack the car and bring the suitcases into the house. The tea shop looks just as I remember it, with the sage-green walls and ashwood flooring, small circular tables and chairs, and the oak counter in the front.

I climb the winding staircase stretches from the floor of the café to the floor above: Barnacle's prank shop. Yikes. I hope nothing jumps out at me, remembering the giant rubber spider from last summer. 

Luckily, I reach the fourth floor without any fake insect surprises. I set my suitcase down in my bedroom, then drop off my AEs' luggage in their rooms. 

I hurry back down the stairs and outside, excited to explore the rest of the Chatterbox City. 

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"would you two stop arguing?!" i ask my two AEs, princess and pepper, as they point at each other angrily.

"it's not my fault she's such a snob!" pepper protests, complaining about princess. "she needs to get off her high horse and come to chatterbox city with us!"

"don't use that tone when speaking of me!" princess replies in her fake british accent.

"and she's not even british! just drop the act, airhead!"

"enough! pepper, leave princess alone. princess, you're coming with us to chatterbox city. let's go."

somehow, i manage to get them both to the airport, along with our CAPTCHA dog, coco.

"XUGAX!" coco barks.

"xugax? what in the heavens is that?" 

"it's not important at the moment. you both have your tickets, right?" i ask, just to be sure.

both princess and pepper show me their tickets. their first class tickets.

"huh?! when did you guys get first class tickets?! now i have to be in economy class all by myself!" i protest.

"money!" they both chant happily.

they are so spoiled.