[Choo choo look it's Blue, actually in her own room for once. She's still got her sling on for her shoulder, but she's looking pretty good otherwise. Tired, perhaps, but doing alright.]

I think hovering donuts are what really sold me. I've been itching to get out of here for a while! Staying in one place for so long is totally weird for me, I gotta get my feet moving. This was just supposed to be a pit stop before I kept going to another region, after all. I had a trip all planned out since June, so now's the time!

… Almost! Once I get this out of the way. [She motioned with her head towards her shoulder.] So maybe after Halloween.

Did anyone want to make any plans for that? That don't involve babysitting?

… Jock, what's the tummy status today?

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[Private to Vinnies]
Hey…! You wanna go camping?

[Private toooooo...]
♡ ♡  Connor~! ♡ ♡ 

Did I get your attention? Hee hee!

I noticed you and Princess Eirika spend a lot of time with one another. You must have seen her recent network post about her 'name day', hm? I would like to celebrate with a surprise birthday party for her! I thought perhaps you would like to help me prepare! Let me know if you are interested ASAP.

💕 Princess Peach.
[/Private.]

[On the 11th, Peach sent a cupcake to Eirika's dorm, in a pink cardboard parcel, just big enough to hold a cupcake. A small card is attached;
Princess, I know you said not to, but . . . Happy Birthday! ❤ Princess

THAT'LL THROW HER OFF, FOR SURE. HA HA HA. HA HA HA HA HA HA.]

[Ah yes, it is that chipper British voice again. This time, however, he sounds a little hush-hush, like he's got a Very Important Secret. The video feed is a survey of the library as seen by something on the ceiling, and the camera is moving quickly, the lines of shelves almost a blur.]

So! Got a question for--for all of you, maybe someone will know what I'm talking about. The bunkers, yeah?

[What bunkers, Wheatley?]

The ones underneath the--underneath the school, it's all right if you don't know about them, I wouldn't imagine everyone does, but, ah. Now everyone does! There are bunkers underneath the school, if you--if you missed the memo. Lots of hallways. Corridors, as it were.

[At that, his voice lowers, an obvious attempt to sound incredibly serious.]

I am--I am in need of someone to. Take me. Down there. Into the bunkers. Got to check a few things out, find some things, you understand. So, yes, in need of someone, preferably with arms and legs, who will escort me there, help me have a look about and, finally, bring me back. Up here. To the school. Where you will not ask questions. Actually, just--the ideal candidate won't ask questions for...the entire duration of our little field trip.

So those are--those are the terms.

[Cough.]

I can pay you handsomely in...uh, catalog cards. We've got--we've got lots of those. Here, in the library. Catalog cards. Call numbers. Dewey...decimals...