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Lonely Rolling Star~ [OPEN]

Anyone paying attention in the City today will notice a bizarre sight-- a small lump of garbage, roughly a foot and a half in diameter, rolling up and down the streets. It's mostly made out of bits of rubble, broken glass and garbage, the odd misplaced or discarded item, the occasional loose cobblestone that's been dragged up from the street. Several crew members innocently dropped something they were carrying and found it suddenly snatched by the trashy menace and on its way down the street.

Behind the ball of garbage, pushing it along, is a well-meaning but rather misguided little space person with a pad of paper and a magenta colored pencil strapped to him like a backpack. On the paper is written a message:

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WE ARE SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE!
WE WILL HAVE YOUR PLANETS RESTORED SOON!

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He looks hard at work, but he would be happy to stop and chat with his subjects.

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The Prince tripped as his katamari rolled a few inches to the side, landing flat on his face. He sat up quickly and rushed to get his hands back on it--

-- but then noticed the strange... thing with the tongue staring at him. His head tilted as he regarded it curiously. How odd... he had seen more than a few umbrellas in his time, but they rarely came attached to sponges. Long, moving sponges. That were kind of gross.

The umbrella looked back toward Kogasa, who turned around, asking, "What do you mean, you found something strange? I didn't see anyth - what is THAT?"

She, too, stared at the ball of garbage, and then turned her attention to the small...person next to it. She knelt down to get a closer look. "Is this how the ship cleans herself? I thought she'd have something better than tiny people...that's surprising."

The Prince looked heavily relieved to see a human attached to the... tonguebrella thing. At least she must be able to control it. He waved at her, then stood up, dusted himself and gave a little bow.

He reached back to the pad of paper on his back and pulled off the next sheet underneath the displayed message, which had been conveniently pre-written in various colors of colored pencil.

[GREETINGS AND HELLO!

WE ARE THE PRINCE OF ALL COSMOS, SON OF THE MAGNIFICENT KING OF ALL COSMOS AND THE BEAUTIFUL QUEEN OF ALL COSMOS. WE ARE SORRY FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF YOUR WORLDS AND WE WILL HAVE THEM PUT BACK TOGETHER IN NO TIME ONCE WE GATHER THINGS.

WE WILL DO OUR BEST FOR YOU!

~ THE PRINCE OF ALL COSMOS]

Kogasa read the note a few times, confused. "So, wait...you're the person who destroyed all the worlds? That's not what I was told...oh, but if you're putting them all back together, could you do Gensokyo first? That's where I come from."

The umbrella prodded her with its tongue. "Right! Introductions! I'm Kogasa Tatara, and this is also me." She waved the umbrella, which smiled. "Nice to meet you, Prince!"

The Prince waved back at her introduction, then swung the pad of paper around to set it on the ground so he could write another message. This was much faster than the omnicoms... even if his pencil was almost his size.

[OUR FATHER IS SOMETIMES VERY IMPULSIVE... IT WOULD NOT BE THE FIRST TIME THE COSMOS WERE DESTROYED AS A RESULT. :( ]

He paused.

[WHAT WERE YOU TOLD? WE ARE SURE FATHER DIDN'T MEAN IT...]

"I thought aliens did it, or something!" She waved her hand in a dismissive manner. "But that's okay, because as long as they're all put back together it doesn't matter!" Kogasa was already optimistic about the mission to save other worlds, but to hear that the ones that had been destroyed would be restored simply made her feel even better about it.

She grinned cockily then, and said in an authoritative tone, "Now get ready!" She made a silly face and the umbrella stuck its tongue out as far as it would go. "BOO!"

Aliens?

Well... he had heard a few things like that, but he assumed that they just meant the King of All Cosmos. Humans might indeed consider him an alien, if the word meant what the Prince thought it meant.

He was interrupted from these ponderings by the request to get ready-- and before he could do that, AAAH IT'S TRYING TO EAT HIM!- he was leaping six feet in the air in shock, falling back to the ground with a tiny THUD.

He lay face-down on the ground for a moment, then sloooowly picked his head up and peeked up at her.

Kogasa's eyes widened, and she turned to her umbrella. "That's...that's two. In the same week. That makes eight! Soon it'll be a nice even ten!" She laughed delightedly before turning back to the Prince.

"Hehe, sorry! Surprising people is my job! How surprising was I? Tell me honestly, I need to know what I did right!" Telling someone to get ready before surprising them was, of course, counterproductive, and a normally-sized person probably wouldn't have been fazed at all, but Kogasa was thoroughly convinced she had touched upon genius.

Well, he couldn't fault her for doing her job. The Prince was dusting himself off again before recovering his pencil, stepping over to the pad and writing a big 10 on it before showing it to Kogasa.

"A perfect ten?! Awesome!" She grinned broadly. "Thanks, little guy! Because of you, I'll do much, much better now!"

The umbrella almost licks the Prince as thanks, but then remembers his size and opts for a smile instead.

The Prince smiled back, looking pleased to have made her happy. He offered her the piece of paper with her score on it, in case she wanted it for posterity.

Kogasa took the paper from the Prince and just looked at it for a moment, a gleeful expression on her face. "You're giving this to me? Thanks so much! I'll take really good care of it!"

It was just a piece of paper, but the simple fact that it was a gift was more than enough for her.

"Hey, I just got an idea! You helped me with my job, so is there anything that I can help you out with?"

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