For Every Reblog There Is, Another Day I'll Hold Off On Giving Up...I Guess...

*the mattresse started to float. then a coffee table, a chair, some paper, and the couch. the kitten kept purring*

°He doesn't stop filming, but shoots a <Please tell me you're almost home> to Jim, both curious and /very worried/, seems to be the overall mood for this...°

°There isn't a reply.°

*Ottis- well, Snow Ears, ate happily. when he was done, he purred happily at their feet* meow meow! meow meow! *He thanks them, yawning*

"Aw, glad you liked it so much! Looks like it's time for you to sleep though"

°Time for everyone to sleep, technically.°

"Yeah, I can stay up while you-"

°Jim.°

"Hm?"

°All the doors are locked. I checked, double checked, triple checked. I can check the windows again, but we were both there when we were locking them. The matress is already on the floor, I'll be on the couch.°

"Hey wait, why do you have to go on the couch?"

°Because I want to, let me feel taller. We can offer you some pillows and or a little blanket nest Snow Ears?°

¶A.. camping trip.¶

"Yup! It's gonna be great, promise."

The Newscaster squinted slightly at the younger Jim. RJ either didn't notice or didn't care, because he was grabbing the last of the 'road trip snacks'. Apparently they were driving, not flying, out to a location neither of the twins would tell the elder. RJ assured him it wasn't a new place, and that there would be bathrooms and showers and it would all be fine; NJ is starting to regret saying that he would be fine with whatever the other two wanted to do.

Meanwhile, CJ was playing Tetris with what was already packed. Each little bit needed to be in the best possible spot, to maximize how much you could safely carry. That, and he specifically didn't want his cameras next to something that would jostle them too much.

Extra bags of chips in hand, RJ slid into the driver's seat, with CJ next to him. NJ tucked himself into the back, trying to figure out where exactly these two planned on taking all of them. And why keep it a secret?

°It is a surprise, Jim, so don't peak at the maps.°

¶...Alright then. As long as we aren't going to Florida I guess I don't have much to complain about. Just, did you two pack-¶

"Yeah we did- we packed all the important stuff and extras. And there's at least one nice outfit in there just in case you have a formal meeting with m- a bear, maybe a bear, in a suit, that sounds pretty funny actually-"

And thus kicked off a roadtrip filled with squinting, loud singing, gas station sandwiches, and any other matter of fun as the trio of Jims gets on the road seemingly without a hitch.

*Ťhâńķ ýøū, §īř* meow *Ī řêăľĺý ām ťhāñķfűł*

°Ok THAT he heard. Guess he did actually hear something the first night then? To be honest, it didn't surprise him as much as it should have. Maybe he really wouldn't pass out if he saw Mothman one day. It's not a problem, you have done far more for the two of us. And you do not have to call me sir, I'm not that old yet. He chuckles a little°

A shout comes from another part of the void. "̶H̶e̶y̶ ̶C̶J̶?̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶c̶a̶m̶e̶r̶a̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶G̶o̶o̶g̶l̶e̶!̶"̶ - @anon-host

°Oh that's probably a good idea. He takes back his camera, glad to have it back, and begins to fiddle with the settings. He internally debates night vision vs flashlight, but he's reminded that apparently you pass out in the darkness, so flashlight it is. He checks the battery and winces, he saves up for quality cameras for a reason, but nothing has an immortal battery. He asks how bright Google could have his logo- maybe that could help?°

"He's working on it Host- but he's wondering if Google can make his logo any brighter? Maybe that might help in finding everyone?"

@anon-google

Mothman

"Yup! We're all Jim. I'm ~Reporter Jim.~"

°I am 'Cameraman Jim.'°

¶-Newscaster Jim.- Our name is a family tradition of sorts, so our brothers and our mother were all named Jim.¶

"Hiya!"

°Oh- hello there!°

*RJ waves with a hand not occupied by a book.*

"Hi!"

*NJ gives a wave from the kitchen.*

*the kitten noticed he was still nervous. the other wasn't back yet... did... did he do something wrong? Snow Ears/Ottis?*

°He stops petting for a moment, needing the hand back for a moment, looking at the kitten directly now. There's an odd look in his eyes.°

°He will be ok, he is a grown man who can take care of himself. And once he gets back, we will set everything up for you, so you will be comfortable and happy while you are here. We will all be ok, ok? He gives you a small reassuring smile. Your powers were a little shocking, but I am trusting you right now. Knowing Jim, he probably bought you toys too. That could be fun, right?°

°He resumes petting gently, like he's both reassuring himself and the kitten that it'll all work out.°

Hey, how are you two doing? -Neb

"I think all things considered we're ok?"

°a small nod°

"We're alive and going still despite the chaos growing in these last few, so that's us. Going to make one heck of a story once it's all said and done I can say that!"

°No kidding, seems like we have stumbled into something far bigger than we thought...°

"Yeah... still rolling, Jim?"

°...Always, Jim°

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