A Clearing in... the Savage Land? Thursday Morning, Fandom-Time

[longislandiceme]

True to Bobby's prediction, they had indeed not ended up back in Fandom after last night's escapades. Rather, there had been a safari adventure that had escalated rather quickly and... Bobby really only had the vaguest recollection of why he'd fallen asleep outside, clinging to his best friend

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[dollpocalypse]

"Caffeine," Topher pleaded weakly, which was... pretty impressively coherent, considering.

Probably because he was curled up around a Billy, which made everything nicer.

[longislandiceme]

"No," Bobby shook his head. "Thos're trees." Big freakin' palm trees, actually.

[dollpocalypse]

"Face is a tree," Topher mumbled.

That was probably meant to be an insult? Perhaps?

[longislandiceme]

"You're a tree."

[not_a_parakeet]

Warren was face-down on the ground.

"Ngh?"

Why was Warren face-down on the ground?

"Please someone tell me I'm wearing pants."

Look, he didn't remember much from last night, but he did remember that not ending up in a loincloth had been a major sticking point for him, for some reason. He hadn't wound up in a loincloth, fortunately.

Hopefully the people around him didn't mind seeing him laying around in his boxers, though.

[longislandiceme]

Pffft, Warren. Bobby had shared a dorm room with you for years, remember? "Noooot exactly?"

[not_a_parakeet]

Well, clearly Warren hadn't been worried about Bobby.

"... But I'm not wearing a rag on my butt?"

He could be wearing a miniskirt and he'd take that knowledge with more grace than a loincloth, okay?

[longislandiceme]

"No rag," Bobby patted Warren's shoulder reassuringly. "Also your wings are totally the color they should be!"

[ultron_junior]

"Place smells awful," Victor contributed, eyes still closed. He felt something warm and bristly under one hand, groped it until it head-butted him in annoyance.

That was enough to get him to sit up.

"Madre de dios, I got the goat," he said in dismay and astonishment, as the creature wandered a few steps away to graze. "Where are we?"

[longislandiceme]

"Antarctica," Bobby informed him. "Um. Not the cold part." Obviously. "The other part." The prehistoric tropical nature preserve part.

[ultron_junior]

"Savage Land," Victor supplied, gawking at it. "So .. basically this would be amazing if I didn't feel like crap."

[longislandiceme]

Bobby squinted at Victor. "...Are you hungover?" He hadn't known cyborgs could get hungover. But then, he hadn't known too many cyborgs who didn't also want to kill him, so. He'd never really had chance to find out.

Bobby, it should be noted, was looking decidedly not hung over. Not quite awake, but definitely not hung over.

[momslilassassin]

Whoever's phone had the most obnoxious ringtone? That was the one Ben was calling right now.

[longislandiceme]

"Oh, good," Bobby said, upon answering. "You weren't eaten by a dinosaur."

[momslilassassin]

"You found dinosaurs? Man, I went home too early."

Beat.

"Where ARE you?"

[longislandiceme]

"The Savage Land," Bobby informed Ben. "S'a nature preserve."