Molly comes tumbling into the world feeling like she must be dead, or have suddenly stopped being a mutant, or something, because it feels like something's ripping off. Like a scab that hasn't quite healed underneath yet. That's the best she can explain it, anyway, nothing's right, and something's happened.
When she sits up, she's sitting in some town somewhere, she can see a pond across the street, and she is most definitely not on the Leapfrog.
"Nico?" she calls out uncertainly, rubbing her eyes. She'd been asleep - maybe she was still dreaming? "Xavin? Chase?" She peers over a fence, trots down the street and looks down the sidewalk in both directions - there is no one she recognizes.
"Anybody?" she asks quietly, to herself.
She really really hopes this is a dream. Otherwise, she doesn't know what's going on or where she is or how to get back home.
Molly
When she sits up, she's sitting in some town somewhere, she can see a pond across the street, and she is most definitely not on the Leapfrog.
"Nico?" she calls out uncertainly, rubbing her eyes. She'd been asleep - maybe she was still dreaming? "Xavin? Chase?" She peers over a fence, trots down the street and looks down the sidewalk in both directions - there is no one she recognizes.
"Anybody?" she asks quietly, to herself.
She really really hopes this is a dream. Otherwise, she doesn't know what's going on or where she is or how to get back home.