[On the Plane appears a boy. He's a perfectly ordinary looking boy, except that he seems to be utterly fascinated by his hands at the moment. And then at the shoes on his feet, and then at the school uniform he's wearing.]

Heeeh... but I didn't even jump in Ryotarou.

[The voice doesn't sound entirely familiar, but it isn't entirely *un*familiar either. Why, it sounds almost like a deeper, more serious version of Ryuutaros' voice... which really doesn't match the tone of what he's saying all that well.

There's a long pause, followed by a very panicked expression covering his face.]

Eh? EHHH?? But I didn't make another contract!

[Ryuuta has situated himself near the Coliseum today, and he has brought along a large brown paper bag filled with various things - namely, some firecrackers and sparklers. Currently, he is crouched down, working on reading the instructions attached to the half-opened package of fireworks on the ground. In no time, however, he gives up completely and tosses the instructions.]

Maybe I could shoot them up there if I fire them out of my gun...

[This seems like an excellent idea and so a rather large gun appears in his hands. Into this, he begins cheerfully shoving fireworks. Please to be stopping him before something horrible happens or otherwise explodes.]

[Suddenly, there is an unusually happy (d1) Yuuto on the Plane! He seems to be alternating between dancing and trying to beat the crap out of himself. And no wonder, seeing as how Ryuutaros has gotten bored and decided to test out that whole experiment thing they're stuck with by possessing Yuuto. It also looks as though he's talking to himself... mostly.]

Get OUT, dammit!

No way~ I wanna have some fun~

[Yuuto does a rather complicated maneuver that looks like he's trying to drag himself to one side by the collar]

That's not gonna do it, mo~ron. [And he seems to drag himself the other way]

You little brat!

Sorry, can't hear you~

[Ryuutaros appears sitting on a table, swinging his legs, and looking not altogether too happy. Spread out across the table are crayons and a few half-finished drawings, as well as a glass of a really strange-looking drink.

He opens his mouth to say something, thinks better of it, and makes a somewhat frustrated sound instead. So what if this had actually been his idea - now that he's -here-, he's not so sure he wants to carry through.]

Agh, fine! [He jumps down off the table edge]

HEY, JERKFACE!

Ehh, ehh? This place looks kinda interesting~ [Ryuutaros puts his hands behind his head and takes several overexaggerated steps, while looking up at the sky. He stops suddenly and takes a more serious look around.]

Hey, how come I'm the only one here? Where'd those guys with the weird faces go? How come the train's not coming to pick me up?

[He turns around in place several times to look in all directions. Upon realizing that he doesn't recognize anything, he plops down on the ground and prods his boot with a finger, mumbling. Glancing over at the bar for a moment, he weighs the idea of going to get a drink but decides against it.] ...I bet Airi-neechan's drinks are a hundred times better anyway.

[Missing the other Taros right about now? Of course not! Nope, definitely no missing going on here.]