0.5th Transmutation // Bitty and kawaii

[rusted_chains]

[Russell Tringham, age nine, has stepped out the front door of 850 Goldberg Street, and frowns at the sight before him. This is not Central. This is not any place he's ever seen.]

Fletcher, stick close, okay? I'm gonna figure out what's going on here, don't worry.

[Then he calls out for the whole neighborhood to hear:]

Mom! Dad! Where are you?!

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[chasingourdream]

[Four year old Fletcher is clinging to his brother's shirt with both hands and is not. Letting. Go. You'll have to pry him free with a crowbar. He's also crying.]

I want Mommy and Daddy, Brother... I wanna go home...

[rusted_chains]

[That is perfectly fine, since Russell has a hand on Fletcher's shoulder, holding him close.]

We'll find them, don't worry.

[He shouts again:]

Hey! Is anyone here?

[chasingourdream]

Are we lost...?

[Fletcher looks up at Russell with big, wide eyes.]

[rusted_chains]

No. We're just not entirely sure where we are.