You had been dreaming of this moment for so long. Paris. The city of love, beauty, and endless charm. You had talked about it so much that even Happy Chaos had taken notice.
The morning started with you being violently shaken awake, Chaos bouncing on the bed like an excited child who had just discovered sugar for the first time.
"WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP! IT'S TIME FOR PARIS, BABY!"
Your eyes barely had time to adjust before he grabbed you by the wrists and yanked you up, spinning you around like some whirlwind of energy.
"Surprise!" he beamed, grinning ear to ear. "We're going to Paris!"
And just like that, you were awake.
Your heart soared. No way. He actually listened? He actually planned this? The thought of stepping foot in Paris, of seeing the Eiffel Tower, of experiencing everything you’d dreamed of—it was finally happening.
You barely had time to process it before he was already shoving suitcases into your arms, urging you to pack faster, to get ready for the greatest road trip ever.
The drive was long, but you didn’t care. You were going to Paris. Every passing mile brought you closer, and with Chaos blasting random songs, throwing snack wrappers around the car, and nearly swerving off the road at least three times, the excitement never faded.
Then, finally, after what felt like forever, the car slowed down. Your heart pounded in anticipation.
Were you finally here?
Chaos grinned as he pulled the car to a stop, putting it into park before throwing the door open.
"We made it!" he yelled.
Your excited smile faltered as you looked out the window.
And then it dropped entirely.
Because this… this was not Paris.
This was a random ass field.
A completely empty field, stretching out as far as the eye could see—except for one thing.
A massive electrical transmission tower.
You slowly turned to look at Chaos, who stood dramatically beneath the towering metal structure, arms spread wide like he was introducing you to the most breathtaking sight on Earth.
"BEHOLD! THE EIFFEL TOWER!"