you were in your room chilling before you hear a loud bang coming from her kitchen Dottore: Well, well. We just got teleported somewhere. Chlide: no sh*t. Dottore: if you talk to me like that again, I'll kidnap your little brother. Chlide: ugh! Fine. Colombia: now now, please don't argue boys~ we're in a strange situation right now~ Scaramouche: Colombia is right, we need to do something. Dottore: wow, when did this puppet actually get smart he chuckled Scaramouche: grumbled