[Another day in the life of a girl stranded in some weird interdimensional city. She woke up, ate breakfast, showered and dressed warmly, then sat down with last week's paper to see which places in Genessia were worth visiting. All seemed fairly cold, but the weather was only bad in Attleton it seemed. Nova City was expected to be sunny, and so far, the weather forecasts were never wrong...even if the boy delivering the papers was an annoying miscreant.]

[So there she is, enjoying the sun and markedly warmer weather in the technologically advanced portion of Genessia known as Nova City. Her purse is slung onto her shoulder, her puffy coat unzipped as she strolls past shop windows and holographic advertisements. She stops at a vending machine to get something to drink, and glancing at her wallet, a sour look crosses her face. She's definitely running low on funds, and that means she'll have to get a job soon.]

Brother...

[Raye sighs heavily, and feeds the machine a credit just the same for a can of Neptune Nectar. If she opened up an Archway to the Cherry Hill Temple, she could probably work as a shrine maiden, given how that was what she'd been raised to do. It wouldn't make much money, but she'd have a place to live and food to eat. The only problem was deciding on a cost for such a place, and she couldn't justify it no matter how she tried. There was no memory she would have surrendered, no ability, no piece of herself. This was where she lived now, and she's stuck with it. Maybe she could do some moonlighting as Sailor Mars, but she prefers not to make the scene in her secret identity unless it's absolutely necessary. It's a sacred responsibility, not a means of making a living!]

[Sipping from her can of juice, Raye pauses in front of a holographic billboard advertising the holosuites. That might be kind of fun... She could invite Harry and they'd--!]

[Oh. Wait. Harry didn't exactly mesh with this city all that well, given how his very wizardly presence would short out almost any device of a higher technological level than an electric toaster.]

*sigh*

[Backdated to turkey day.

He kicked them out of the Winchester house fairly early with excuses because (a)Yes, he still likes surprising them. and (b)He can't do the mass of shit he has to do today with them under his feet.

It takes him all day to get everything done he needs to, including three trips to the store because he kept forgetting things or running out (and he's about ready to kill some somebody in the store on the second trip, so the third is a brief and impatient encounter.

But he gets it all done, and he finally sends them a text to tell them they can come home now before collapsing on the sofa to rest before they get home. Now he just has to hope they didn't eat out. Not that, you know, he was exactly subtle about the fact he was planning something. Hopefully they knew him well enough to guess. There's a little too much here for just him. Or, you know, a small army.]

[There were always so many of those strange cocoons in the Bay. No one who woke up there ever seemed to question if there were other people in them or not. Surely if they weren't ALL in the Bay, people still found some. But did anyone ever check? Was there any care given to the other pods? No. People just left them, and carried on with their own business, wanting to get to their own world. No one cared for anyone else, really.]

[One such pod's lid gets blown off in the dank cave at the Bay, and from within spring out crackles of what look like ice shaped like lightning bolts - accompanied by frenzied shouting.]

YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!! AHAHAHAHA-- Ah?

[With bones creaking and popping, a blue imp of a man sat up from within the pod and looked around.] Whadda-whaaa...? Where am I? [He scowls.] One minute you're fighting off do-gooders and the next you're waking up in a refrigerator. But seriously, where am I?

[As if to answer him, he notices the box in his lap. He immediately lights up with glee.] Ohhhh! Someone got me a prezzie! How thoughtful! Hrm, no tag though... Must be from a seeeecret admirrrrerer. Oooooh~ Princess Bubblegum, I knew you always cared! [He tore into it immediately, to find the strange amulet, the phone, the money and the pamphlet. He could sense the magic in the amulet clearly, but the pamphlet took priority. He read through it muttering to himself.]

GENESSIA?! I've never heard of it. And what's this about getting a job? This is bull-hoohie. [He crumples it up and tosses it away, then awkwardly climbs out of the pod to step in the water and... wander towards the nearest city.] Hello? Helllllooooo? Bah. Where did everyone go? Finn? Finn's Dog? ... Slime Princess?

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[Later, some video phones may have gotten a sudden message in the form of the man's long-nosed face and snow white beard.] Dangit, confounded technology. Never did know how to work one of these-- Oh! Hey is this thing on? Hello? If you're listening, respond with a long silence.

[Long silence.]

... Great! So hey, how it gooooo~ing? I'm new around town and I was wondering if there were any Princesses around this [Finger-quote]"Genessia"[Finger-quote] that could show me a good time? If you aren't completely ugly, I might consider settling in here for a while! With a brand new ice palace and everything... AND NO FINN OR JAKE! >:D Anyway... you there?

...

... Uh...

Hello? Is this thing on?

[Old habits were hard to break. Even with Dean and his mom making sure that she stays well fed, it kind of makes her sick to see so much good food being thrown away after the holidays. Half a turkey here, a bowl of stuffing or pudding there...and she'd gone to bed hungry so many nights.

People will probably see a little girl that doesn't look older than seven slinking around to trashcans and dumpsters, pulling out what looks like still edible food and shoving it into a bag. Even if she didn't like eating the trash people threw away, she was reminded so much of when she was with her flock and they were having to eat rats and more disgusting things.]