Carter couldn't handle much more of this. First of all, he had to deal with these people. threatening to smoke and... Well, other dubious advances with the items that were found. Now he had to worry about this stuffed-animal looking creature that he inwardly thought was the cutest thing he had seen since Alexa's drawings. Maybe she should have been here and taken some inspiration from them.

Not only did he have to worry about himself in a strange and unknown land, not only was this little creature looking at wherever Carter's eyes decided to lock onto at that point, not only did he have to worry about flirty girls, crass language, and guys who would surely take up any offer handed to him, but now the winds were blowing and something appeared in the sky and did things that would make Carter believe in God again. 

"Ah!" The Terriermon gasped and got onto a knee in the presence of this being. Carter looked up at it, in awe of it's mere appearance. It seemed royal, powerful, and beyond understanding. Whatever it was, he got the sense that it was not to be trifled with.

It gave them... tasks? Character arcs? Friendship? Carter already learned his lesson on friendship, but if the powerful floating woman in the sky was expecting him to make friend with those around him, she better have someone else in line to take his spot. He knew a thing or two about compatibility, and none of these people seemed like his type. What would friendship even accomplish? He had so many questions, but he wasn't going to tell her that she was wrong. 

[color=598527][b]"Uh-huh."[/b][/color] At least the one with the sailor's mouth got it. Neigh, the little thing following her around called her. 

[color=c4df9b][b]"Oh come on, don't be like that. It'll be loads of fun!"[/b][/color] Terriermon cheered and turned back around to Carter. [color=c4df9b][b]"We can get in fights, and learn each others deepest, darkest secrets, and make friends from the survivors!"[/b][/color] There was something about that cheerful, childlike voice that made Terriermon talking about fighting and secrets and survivors more than creepy enough to fit into a novel. 

[color=598527][b]"I really don't think I'm cut out for all this. Friendship? What does that have to do with anything?"[/b][/color] Carter tilted his head and knelt down to whisper to Terrimon, fearing the reaction the woman would have to him not believing her words and acts. [color=598527][b]"I don't even... We're all in way over our head here. If she wanted this done, she could have called professionals."[/b][/color]

Terriermon shook his head, his ears flopping about as he did so. [color=c4df9b][b]"I don't think so!"[/b][/color] He sang in a jolly tune. [color=c4df9b][b]"You were picked for a reason! I don't know why, but I believe in you, and I know we can figure it out if we put out heads together."[/b][/color] Wow, the little man already had a better sense of what to do than Carter. Maybe it was some kind of teaching act. Maybe he was concussed or unconscious. 

[color=c4df9b][b]"Oh, right!" [/b][/color]He exclaimed. [color=c4df9b][b]"My Name's Chip! I already know you're Carter, so you don't have to introduce yourself to me."[/b][/color]

[color=598527][b]"Right."[/b][/color]