"Well, it looks like the godbun of Stratopia

Has some kind

Of urgent business with me, I don't know. I got

Some information while Susu was on the road. And, this is what I

Heard, or the gist of it, rather. And,

Ugh, I don't even know if I want to do this. Apparently, I

Need to deal with Hungry Chipmunk or something.

Guess I'm finally going to meet the myth, the legend, the bun

Regarded with fear, Hungry Chipmunk herself.

You know, after Parisa had threatened to have her

Come to the Sappharicha Bog so many times, I

Have to wonder, who

Is she? That, I just don't know. I'm

Pretty sure that she

Might be a LopVampa most are afraid of, or something, but

Uh, maybe she just got an undesired divine

Name, and that's all there is to it. I don't

Know. Maybe she should enter the Mystic Carrot Bowl,

I'd even let her win if she

Does. Maybe. I guess, anyway.

One thing is for sure, I have

No idea why Parisa would use her as a

Threat. Oh, well, I probably won't ever see

Her, or any of the buns that resided in the world beneath Mt. Flameachago.

At the end of the day, we live in

Very different worlds.

Eck, why does my head feel so heavy

All of a sudden? I guess I heading for the

Clouds? I always wished when I was

Little to be able to fly this high, but

Ugh, nope, I take that all back!

Eh, so,

I do wonder what kind of job Preciobu wants from me because, I'm

Going to be honest, I think this might end

Up being a mistake. I don't know. We'll see. Wait, if I do poorly, I might

End up getting fired! That's right,

So, I have to do

Such a lousy job on whatever

It is they want out of

Me, then, bam, 'Unhapbu, you're fired!'

Maybe! So, here's what has to be done! If this

Ends up being some job that ties to Hungry Chipmunk, I have to do

Everything in my power to make sure I do super

Terrible at this! That's the ticket!

I'm a genius! Okay,

No, maybe not, but you

Go, Siorc! I

Have the perfect formula for getting

Expulsed from being the god's little plaything!

Roar, that's right, I got

This in the bag!

Okay, it looks like we're just about to land any second now. I

Don't know what I'm

About to get myself into, but I need to try my best to get fired!

You hear me, Preciobu? I'm the worst person you could ever ask to do a job for you! So, hurry up and fire me!"

Finding himself in a fluffy city tucked far away, the bun held the sides of his head. Why is his head spinning so much right now? Guided towards a temple, the vampa huffed. Is it just him, or does everything feel super heavy here? If he was asked to come here to deal with vermin, sorry, he's fresh out of power to fight right now, ask another LopVampa.

"Well, this is our first stop," Susu said, but her voice soon grew sharp. "You sure you want to take Siorc to see Preciobu? He's not looking too good."

"You know how that godsbun is," Zhulong said, shaking his head. "You've seen it first hand."

"I guess you're not wrong about that," Susu said, laughing. "Why don't we all go in with him?" She then extended her hand. "It's a long climb, you ready?"

[Ready.] A weak robotic voice crackled through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

Long staircase ready to eat him alive, the bun prepared himself. What kind of godbun was Preciobu? He did not know why, but every portion detailing them in his textbooks in school was oddly empty. Light blue doors with clouds decorating them opening on their own, the young adult prepared himself. Whatever job they had for him, don't let it be a world changing one.

"What took you so long?! Don't you see we have an emergency here?!" an echoing voice cried. "Hurry up and get over here, you little plaything!"

Standing on their throne with a tone of importance to them had been a tall, dark skinned divine rabbit with short curly hair that barely reached their chin. Little ribbon in their hair, their eyes looked pretty dead for some reason. Robe almost entirely too big for them, the bun sighed. Oh, great, he can already feel it, something big is coming. Stepping towards them, he prepared himself.

"You sure took your sweet time getting here!" Preciobu shouted. "You think I must have all the time in the world to sit around here, don't you? Well, I don't! So, you'd better do as I say! Go find Hungry Chipmunk and stop her from eating our last spaceship!"

Spaceship brought to his attention, the bun backed up. Hold on a second, come again? He has to do what now? He didn't sign up for this! Ears buzzing, his shoulders shook. Nope, sorry, he's out, just fire him instead! There's no way he could do this. Shaking his head, a hand had soon tugged his ear hard.

"Who said you could refuse, hmm?" Preciobu shouted. "Go to the plaza and stop her right now!"

[Fine, I'll do what I can! Please, just fire me instead!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Not happening!" Preciobu cried. "Also, you three are not to help him, got it? Now, get lost!" Slam.

Pushed down the stairs full throttle, the bun huffed. What is that godbun's deal?! Studying the area around him for a moment, the bun hopped towards the eastern path. That should be the way to go, right? Here goes nothing. Friends poofed away from him as he grew closer to the location, he swore he could hear screams off in the distance.

Munch, munch, munch, munch.

"Oh, lordy, lord, lord, Hungry Chipmunk, please stop!" a voice cried.

Munch, munch, munch, munch.

"Nope, she's still goin'," another voice said.

Munch, munch, munch.

"Did she just eat the can of gasoline next to it?!" another voice cried.

"Yup," voice one nodded. "Come on, sis! You have to stop!"

"I can't!! I can't!! Someone, please help me!" the fourth voice cried.

Running onto the scene, the vampa could hardly believe his eyes. Spotting a short tan young adult chipmunk Lopvampa with short light brown hair going past her shoulders sipping on a can of gasoline in the corner, the young adult fell to his knees. What is witnessing right now? Girl locking eyes with him, her shirt was front in center. This is the Hungry Chipmunk that Parisa kept threatening to summon? Why does she look like the angels are ready to take her to heaven? He doesn't know why, but he feels like there's more to do here.

Maybe he should free her.

But, how could he do that?

"Sis, you have to stop!" voice one cried, tears streaming down her face.

Crying by the spaceship in the corner had been a short dark skinned young adult chipmunk girl with dark circles underneath her eyes. Short brown hair pulled into two messy ponytails, the young adult gazed at her shirt for a brief moment. Unfun Chipmunk? What kind of divine name was that? She didn't look like a stick in the mud at all!

"She's going for the wing!" voice two cried. "We gotta stop her!"

Pointing with all their might had been a tall dark skinned beaver person with short hair pulled into a low spiked ponytail. Buck teeth sticking out outside of his face, the bun studied his shirt for a moment. Lazy Beaver? He doesn't get it. They don't look like they laze around at all. Maybe this shirt of theirs was a mistake? Perhaps.

"Please, someone stop her!" voice three cried. "Oh, lordy, lordy, lordy, it's coming!"

Looking like all the life had escaped their eyes had been a short dark skinned beaver woman with straight laced dark pink hair that hardly reached below their shoulders. Dark brown shirt with the text Empty Beaver, the bun closed his eyes. Oh, they're the other LopVampa Parisa threatened to send to the Sappharicha Bog. They didn't look all that soulless. Nothing is making sense here.

[Hello there, my name is Siorc, and I'm here to help. What do I need to do?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"They sent someone from Seeboro to deal with this?!" Unfun Chipmunk cried. "I don't know if you have what it takes. But, fine, try your best. My name is Cordon. And, that's my sister, Laine."

[So, what do I need to do to help her?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Try to get her to bite you, obviously!" Empty Beaver cried. "Lordy, I swear, you Seeboro folks don't know anythin'!" They then sighed. "I'm Valaha. Don't be stupid, got it? And that guy screaming over there is Velours."

"First of all, I'm not a guy!" Velours cried. "And, second, listen, I'm trying to help here, to you know!"

[How do I get her to bite me?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"You're hopeless, you don't even know that?!" Cordon cried. "Oh, no, she's eating the next wing, duck!"

Munch, munch, munch, munch.

"Someone, please, help me! I'm going to explode!" Laine cried. "Please, please, the rocket fuel, the rocket fuel, it's going boom!"

Boom.

Ducking, the bun let out a scream. What did she just say? Oil raining from above, the bun huffed. Can someone please tell him how to get this girl to bite him? Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. Hairpin out in front of him, it soon glowed. Please, let this work. Blade out and ready to go, a scream had soon come his way.

"A blade?!" Laine cried. "Gimme, gimme, gimme, please! Gimme!"

Raising the blade above him, the young adult, something soon chomped down. Sharp canines dancing around his wrist, the young adult groaned. Fangs only getting deeper, he swore he could hear the crowd around him get louder. World around him burning, he closed his eyes. Everything growing dark, one last thought kicked in.

How is this going to help her?

He doesn't know at all.