It’s a plane. Set for 2,836,472,818,482,938,282 hours.. great…. Well, time to get comfortable. The ticket was a standby, so it was just a prayer that any good seats were left.

First available seat is next to Peach Blossom. Not terrible, but ehhh… Cloud Haetae is behind it. Second seat is.. oh HELL no, next to Green Matcha?!

NO.

Third seat.. please be good… It’s next to Space Donut? Not bad.. if the babbling doesn’t drive you insane. And the fourth seat isn’t even up for discussion. It’s straight next to Pitaya Dragon. Fifth and Sixth are just terrible, period. Fifth is in between Red Velvet and Black Pearl, while also being directly in front of Schwarzwälder- err.. Choco Wherehound-? Doesn’t matter. Still sucks. And the sixth seat is next to him. And Licorice is right next to the brute. Seventh and eighth seats aren’t that bad! If everyone likes having a traumatized Pure Vanilla screaming the entire way because he’s sat next to his abuser.

~I mean, you can always try sitting in Shadow Milk’s lap if you’re a simp.~

The final seat isn’t that bad either, next to Caspacin and Holleyberry, but it’s not good for the same reason as the last two. And this is ignoring all the other seats on the plane that are taken by every other cookie in existence.