I never knew what was worse: running into humans and getting the blunt end of the stick or traveling for hours in the dead silence with only the thoughts in your head to keep you from going insane.
"You called?" said a cheery voice, and I turned to look at my passenger seat to see a girl looking exactly like me with pigtails in her hair and wearing a very dusty blue dress with a black and white checkered apron.
"I don't know. Did I?" I asked with a smile. "Hello, Crazy,"
"Hello, main personality," she replied with a big smile on her face. "Admit it; you missed us."
I chuckled at her statement because up until this point, no, I hadn't really missed them at all.
"Well, now I am crushed," said Crazy with a shrug, seemingly anything but crushed. "But that's okay. Something tells me that I am going to be visiting you a lot for the next little while."
