Fun as this is, if you’re stealing someone else’s pass for a magical luxury train then you might as well live a little, right? Volka seems keen on grabbing some food, and you don’t dare stay in here alone with TT, sooooo…

Drifting over to the cabin door, your ears perk up as a pleasant announcement replaces the gentle woodwind music:

”ATTENTION PLEASE: The Skyrail is now departing. Please use caution as the train may shift!”

Sure enough, all three of you are CATAPULTED into the wall and land in a heap with Volka on top! OoOOOwww…

“N-nyaaaahhh…..”

”This train will be stopped at: MILAR. TARRITOT. HOTHAR. And will end service at: UMBERAL. Please enjoy the ride and alert your nearest conductor or Teksoul Helper if you notice anything suspicious! Safe travels… we’ll see you in Umberal soon!”

Shimmying out from under Volka with Tzah-Tzie still in Tzah-tow, you push off from the plush, carpeted floor over to the cabin door and tug it open!

”Easefloat in effect! Please use caution when exiting–”

You’re too busy flopping onto the floor to hear the rest, but luckily your face tanked most of the impact!

Oh, and TT did too. Sorry!

“Bleeeehh…”

Peeling yourself off of the battered Bard, you barely manage to scoot out of the way before Volka comes flying out, eyes wide and expression happy at the promise of treats!

“C’MON, GANG!” She roars with a smile, “Say it with me! FAN! CY! FOOD!”

You’re not gonna-

“FAN! CY! FOOD!” Giggles Tzah-Tzie! “C’mon, Ant!”

Well, Rezzie isn’t here to make fun of you, so… much to the chagrin of your fellow passengers, you march down the hallway chanting ‘FAN! CY! FOOD!’ until the scent of said ‘FAN! CY! FOOD!’ assaults your nose and ears… and what an attack it IS!

Fresh-baked pastries! Roasting herbs and spices! Hissing meat and bubbling stew! Bartenders shaking and pouring bubbly beverages! Cutlery and dishware clattering and clanking over the roar of hundreds of conversations! All this and more greets your senses like the overture to an orchestra performance… the calm before the tasty, TASTY storm!

“It’s…” Mumbles Volka, the girl standing reverently as she observes the spectacle, “L-lovely…”

Is she crying?

“OUTTA’ THE WAY!” Snarls a Mox as he bodily SHOVES past you and your pals, “That’s a FIRE ‘AZARD, y’know!”

>CONTD.