Impulse gave a grunt as he swung up onto a balcony of the giant castle, landing easily on his feet and then turning around to wait for his new partner in crime to join him.

Huge white feathers fly as Skizz lands on ths balcony, wings flapping twice to keep his balance.

Impulse huffs and begins walking. "Why is your world so... natural?" He asks, rolling his eyes.

He might be growing a tiny bit of tolerance for the overly optimistic and cheerful ravenette, but he's not going to say that out loud, much less to Skizz's face.

He doesn't wait for a reply before jumping off the next balcony and swinging to the next landing.

"There's way too much outside out here." He grumbles, just to complain.

He shifts into a fairy and flies to the next landing, turning and stepping on a button to make vines that Skizz could turn into a gorilla and climb across.

Once Skizz was across, Impulse collapsed on a bench, a loud sigh leaving his mouth. He sent a glare towards his new 'partner in crime'. He huffed again, looking out along the world the other man had thought up.

"Why does your world have to be so... bright and colorful?" He asked, firing another complaint at the world.

He clicked his tongue. "I'm surprised we haven't run into any dragons yet." He muttered bitterly.

Skizz plopped down next to him, giving him a giant grin.

Impulse groaned.

"That's coming up later, isn't it."