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[Vash was enjoying a bit of breakfast in the morning. He had just finished making a huge stack of pancakes. They were dribbling melted butter as he poured pure maple syrup so that it slowly dripped it's beautiful sticky sugar down the mountain. Of course, a stack of pancakes the size of his head wasn't enough, oh no! There was a side plate of crispy bacon and plump sausage steaming nearby. He had just finished pouring himself a cup of coffee and sat down.]

ALRIGHT! LET'S DIG-

[POOF!]

-in?

[Huh, since when has his kitchen been so... steamy? Not to mention wet.]

Ah....

{WHERE THE HECK AM I!?}

[Vash will be teleporting into all sort of strange places today. Feel free to catch him anywhere! But for some reason, he seems to be attracted mostly to bedrooms and bathrooms! Red text are his thought bubbles, not that he realizes he has those yet. All he wants to do is try to get home and try out his pancakes before someone else finds them and eats them! Although, these two effects may not be the only problem Vash has stopping him from getting home...]