Things have changed a lot since I left Virginia, and as soon as I got back home I was forced to adapt to those changes. Miss Miss had dyed her hair a bright pinkish color ("for breast cancer"), the woods had turned a dull red-brown as the leaves died, and a new collection of poleepkwa had been successfully snuck into the United States. Overall things were one hell of a lot different, and it's still hard to believe that this all happened in what...a few weeks?
The biggest difference? The appearance of two blurs of plating and energy named Jack and Jill. I'm not joking--Jack and Jill are their actual names. Apparently the two met while being smuggled out of D10 and joined forces to make--in my opinion--one of the most terrifying duos in history. Approximately fifteen seconds after I was introduced to them by Miss Miss, I was flat on my back and pinned beneath the two; I learned shortly after that they're fascinated with human wrestling, especially the move known as a 'mailbox' which involves one person driving the victim back while another crouches down and trips them.
I'm supposed to take care of them.
So this means no more acid trips, no more psychonautic activities. I have to keep these two out of trouble and keep them from running away from Miss Miss' place. If there is a god, please let him help me...