A usual day in Ramshackle. Rich people were being rich, snobby and whatever else they were doing, and the scraps roaming around the slum parts of the town.

In a nearby alleyway, there was three scraps who were scavenging the trash cans. One who was a girl, the rest boys. The blonde boy spoke up to the other two. “Maybe you misplaced the beans? Or maybe ate them?”