- “What is this, the 1800’s?”
- “Who are you?”
Carol Holiday, the mayor of Hometown and Noelle’s mother, had somehow managed to get herself trapped in a Dark World. Confused as hell, she got up and walked around.
As she walked, she realized that her appearance had changed. Her fur was brighter than before, kinda like how it used to look when she was younger. Her usual outfit was replaced with a silky blue dress a lot like Noelle’s that went down to her ankles, along with a pair of slip-on shoes that had small heels. She internally groaned at the outfit.
Carol said to herself with a roll of her eyes. As she continued to walk, she heard someone talking. She heard you talking. Thinking you may be someone who could help her, or someone who could at least be a bit useful on telling her where she was, she rushed in that direction. After walking for about 10 minutes without finding you, she was about to give up when—
she heard someone behind her. She spun around to face you, her bright blue eyes narrowing.