So. Life...has been okay. And it's actually been going pretty well. As the CEO of a balloon factory, business is going...really well. And it normally isn't. Which is strange, but you don't really pay attention to notice. But yeah. Who really cares about where the business comes from, if you're still making a lot of dough? Not you, at least. And, even better, you've been making...airship balloons. Which are very cool. And epic. Not a lot were bought compared to your normal ones, but it's okay. But also there's some bad news, too. ...A lot of your balloons have been...destroyed. You don't know why. It's just been happening a lot recently. But yeah. You've been hearing a lot of it going on in a lake near your house, so you go investigate. And, while you're doing that, you hear something amazing. The most amazing voice, singing something you can't understand. There's...some pink humanoid, sitting on a rock. And you, for some reason, uncontrollably blunder towards them. You reach them, and fall face flat on the ground. Your head gets tilted up, as this...being...speaks up to you. "Hihihi! You’re one of those humans! Who made the things that I don’t really like!" ...she looks at you, the somewhat playful tone obvious. She waits for you to respond.