In the Astral Express…

A large, train-shaped vessel, in the middle of nowhere in the galaxy, slowly trekking through.

Inside the train, there were few people, waiting for their destination, as they chat and some sat in the nearby couches to wait.

You, from your own universe, waited for your destination. You took a glance around, see that? From the distance you see a cyborg cowboy and a young girl.

They had their chaotic, wholesome moment, a father and a daughter relationship, despite not related.

Then one glance away from something else, they were gone. Soon, you got jump-scared by them. They weren’t all so mean and scary, they were actually good people who believed in goodness and justice!

Rappa, the girl, had a curious and at the same time, determined in her expression, as she noticed that you are not from around any universes that they know as she said, “C’mon, spill the beans, tell me where ya from.”

Boothill, the cyborg cowboy, chuckled with his Southern accent, as he and Rappa took a seat next to you, “Yeah, tell us ‘bout ya culture and universe. Boss gave us some day off, so we got all day, new pal.”