[The Red Muse]

((meh, might aswell give a shot...))

"Are you sure this is the right train?" , the smaller slig asked with a hint of disbelief in his voice, " ...because, to be honest, this landscape doesn't look familar at all."

"Oh shut yer trap! Dis here is the right train. Whaddaya think I am, a complete idiot?!" , the bigbro half-shouted while gazing out the window, "Dey juz changed da route da train goes, see?"

Muse gave Jammer a dull look. They have been on the train for days now, but still there was no sign of RuptureFarms.

"Oh yeah? Well answer me this, mr Brainiac; IF we are actually moving towards Rupture Farms, which I myself highly doubt, then why in the name of Odd there is ..." , Muse hastly glances down to the somewhat lush looking forest," ... a bloody forest below us?! Like, since when did you see a forest that lush near a glukkon-owned facility?!"

Jammer twitched lightly.

Muse groaned,
"I should've know better than to let you handle the train tickets... Where on the road to... Odd-knows-where! I'm so going to kill you if we end up in StressCo barracks/slig rehab -place...thing! I heard they make you eat oatmeal! Oatmeal! The horror!"

"What the hell IS oatmeal?" , Jammer questioned without taking his eyes off the window.

Muse shrugs,"Beats me, but I bet it's something horrible."

"More horrible than the so-called synthetic Meech Munchies we had the other day?"

"Hey, don't start to exaggerate things! NOTHING is THAT horrible! I think my liver died that day..."

Jammer snorts and looks at Muse, "Pfft, screw yer liver! My eyes are still spewing out puss and blood because o' dat crap. I can't see shit!"

Muse shivers

"Wanna see?"

"By Gods NO!" Muse cowers his eyes, "Just...just keep your mask on for the rest of the trip and you'll do fine.

Jammer frowns, "Dat wuz insultin'! It dun' look dat bad! "

"How can you know that if you can't see?"

"...shut yer yappin'..."

"Hah! I thought so!"

Suddenly the train came to a stop, sending the smaller slig flying across the room.

"Yarr!", Jammer howled and jumped up from his seat, "See now ya wee idiot? We are here!"
He started making his way to the door.

"Yeah," Muse grunts as he tried to get up, " ..but where is here anyway? I have a feeling that we're--"

"Oh fo' *F-bomb*'s sake!"
It was Jammer.

Muse couldn't help but to sigh.He had a gut feeling that their destination was
far away from what it was supposed to be. He slowly made his way out of the train. He looked around, frowning.

"Great job Jammer."

Jammer didn't answer, he was too busy chasing an intern who got too close to the raging bigbro.

Muse groaned as he read the rusty sign on the wall.

"StressCo, for those more touched sligs. Because WE care!"

"Might be a while before we get back to the Farms..."

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((Busybusybusy---> *flees*))

((Don't mind the typos, didn't bother to check 'em :P))