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Meanwhile in a town not too far from Yonder...

"So, Cello, have you found the other humans yet. You were supposed to meet with them 15hours 45minutes and 13,14,15, no, 17 seconds ago!" The voice on the other side of the phone was seething with rage. Schizophrenia, the queen's butler rambled on and on about just how irresponsible Cello was and how he was even worse than Stephen. "Please," came an exasperated whisper. "I don't even know why the queen chose you to guide them. Stephen isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but at least he tries to focus! What kind of guide decides to take a break because he spotted a pretty lady at a cafe. Really, you're the worst!"

"Ouch, ouch, no need to yell." The cat-eared nobody pulled the phone away from his sensitive ears and winced. "What can I say, she was fine." He purred contentedly into the receiver only to hear Schizophrenia yelling louder about how he was a horrible, terrible, sucky and worthless guide. "Harsh words, but don't worry! I'll get them to the others ASAP." Cello slammed the phone down and beamed at Ace and Elliot. He wasn't even supposed to be looking after them...after his adventure on the SSF he wanted a break, wanted to take it easy, but Stephen pretty much failed as a guide and the burden was thrust upon him.

Cello decided to carry the burden, the gals liked guys who soldiered on didn't they and he heard something about sirens being in Yonder and sirens were like mermaids right? Maybe he'd meet a nice one there and they could have a picnic by the lake. He had never been to Yonder before but if it was a lakeside town then it was bound to be pretty, right?

"Listen up kiddos," Cello gave them one of his winning smiles. "Remember how I said we'd be stopping by in this inn." He looked sadly at the pretty flower lady that worked behind the counter and sighed dreamily. "Well, it would have been great if we could have stayed, but there's been a change of plans. Skitzs will have my head if we stay any longer. So off we go to the town of Yonder." He grumbled sulkily about traveling in the dead of night but brightened up at the thought of lakes and sirens.

"Ace, Elliot, let's march on!" And with that he began ushering both humans out the inn.

Outside was quiet and dark. The houses were colorful wooden cabins thought some of the people preferred to live in tree houses or within the trees itself, some of the richer nobodies of the town lived in giant hollow pumpkins or five floored mushroom towers. Cello stared at the blood red moon and the peppermint stars about before he stopped. "If we start walking now, we should reach the town in two hours max," He grinned mischievously at the humans. "I hope you can all walk quickly," the guide began marching down the dirt road as if on a sugar-high.

"So Elliot and Ace, right? What exactly did you do with Froggy? It must have been boring? You gotta forgive the kid though, he's new to the job."