Multiversal Tournament, Eldritch Cuttie Brigade
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Story transcript
Phoenix: Why does this pillow smell like cotton candy and childhood innocence?
Anya: It's all pink! And fluffy! And I can't hear anyone's thoughts except—
Estir: Welcome, tiny mortals, to Estir's team training chamber~!
Estir: I plucked you two cuties from probability threads! You'll win me the Multiversal Tournament, yes? If you win, you get one wish.
Phoenix: Objection! I cannot stand the abduction of children!
Kanna: If we win, can I wish for unlimited mochi?
Anya: A wish?! I could ask for Papa to be home every Sunday!
Estir: But lose, and your wish belongs to the cosmic void, and I will be sad.
Phoenix: Wait. You two kids can't be serious about going along?! Didn't your parents...
Kanna: Fight now, snack later!
Estir: So energetic little dragon. Let's start the training match: dodge the cuddle barrage!
Phoenix: Wait—did your roar just turn into a squeak toy sound effect?!
Phoenix: I dont feel safe here...I would rather deal with courtroom chaos.
Anya: I can hear where each teddy will land! Left, left, duck—
Estir: Excellent teamwork! Next round: interpretive dance-off against outer gods!
Phoenix: If anyone needs me, I'll be in contempt of this cuddly dimension.
Anya: Operation Wishful Family starts now, Papa-Attorney-Proxy!
Estir: Oh, and Phoenix. You are the team leader now. Would you mind coming up with the team name?
Phoenix: Lady! I'm not— look, why me? Why not pick an actual hero?
Estir: Because you're the only one who'd worry about two random children~
Estir: Your compassion is statistically rare across universes! Perfect for managing my chaotic team!
Phoenix: And if I refuse?
Estir: Then I eat their wishes and send them home... empty.
Anya: He's thinking about someone named Maya... and how she'd never forgive him...
Phoenix: Alright. But we do this my way. No eating opponents, no stealing wishes, and definitely no—
Kanna: Can we keep the cookies?
Estir: Excellent! Second training exercise: survive my adorable onslaught!
Phoenix: Girls, stay behind me. I've cross-examined demons scarier than—
Estir: *Snaps* Begin!
Phoenix: Wait... these are just stuffed animals?
Anya: They smell like cotton candy! The pink one's thinking about nap time!
Kanna: This is training?
Estir: Fine, you passed the 'not panicking at cosmic entities' test. Happy?
Phoenix: Objection sustained. Now, about that team name...
Anya: Team Wishful Thinking!
Kanna: Team Dragon Snacks.