Two was bored out of their mind, sitting in the trees, he lived in the forest with the rest of his species, the “Algebraliens”. Two yawns and climbs up a tree and grabs a fruit, he took a glance at the Four, the prettiest and sweetest algebralien in the whole forest, he stayed in the trees looking down at him, enamored with him, he climbs up the tree to see where’s he’s heading

“…heading south…”

he climbs up and follows him above the trees