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[punshots]

[ Cue the video feed, which begins with a way-too-close-up of Prompto's face. What can be seen of his face, which is mostly just his eyes and freckled nose, looks excited as hell. This is sort of an impromptu broadcast, but he can't not share this. This is a big, big moment for him.

Everything is about to freakin' change. ]

Heyaz! It's ya boy, Prompto. [ ......... ] Uh, so, y'know that special magic chalk you can get from the Ware Wolf guy? Oh, shit, is that supposed to be on the DL? A-anyway. I got some of that biz, aaaaand now — well, I'll just let it speak for itself.

[ The video then turns away from Prompto's face and to a chalk drawing on the ground: a near-complete rendering of a chocobo inside of circle. That's it. It's literally just a poorly-drawn chocobo inside of a circle, with a bit of its tail missing. It'd been near completion when he decided to share this monumental moment with everyone he possibly could, and he still holds a piece of the chalk in his hand, ready to finish off the last of the drawing. Let's all beseech the summoning gods to not bring forth a chocobo as disfigured as the one that Prompto drew, but its shape is at least recognizable to those who are familiar with the species. ]

Bam. Check it! If this actually works, I'm gonna be the proud papa of a brand new chocobo! One that's alllll my own! But I'll let you guys ride it, if you ask nicely.

[ Anyway, enough chit-chat, it's time for action!!! As he squats down near the drawing again, the feed catches him drawing the last bit of the chocobo's tail. For a moment that stretches into eons, nothing happens, but then —

There's a flash of light that temporarily blocks out anything from come through on the video, but as it begins to fade, there is the distinct, unmistakable sound of a kweh.

In the center of the crudely-drawn-but-apparently-effective summoning circle stands a majestic, bright yellow chocobo. ]

Holyyyyyyy shit! It actually — a-are you guys seeing this? It actually worked! Holy shit, he — she?? She's beautiful, have you ever seen a more fluffy, sweet, perfect animal in the whole wide multiverse?! C'mere — wait, what am I gonna name it? I gotta name it —

[ ...The chocobo turns and starts to trot away. Bye! ]

— aaaand it's leaving. Okay, uhhhh, leave me some name suggestions, look forward to my 24-hour livestream of chocobo life coming at'chu soon! Crap—

[ And the video feed cuts off as he breaks into a run to catch his wayward son or daughter. ]

Comments

[punshots]

[ Prompto is hardly expecting Billy to get there as quickly as he does, even if this city does have some nifty teleportation nodes. He just talked to him, like, twenty seconds ago! For a moment, he's distracted from their quarry, who has stopped to sniff at some neon-colored bushes at a small park down the road.

With a wide-eyed, bewildered look: ]

Whoa, hey, when you said a minute, you, uhhhh, you weren't kidding! How'd you get here so fast?

[ It reminds him of when he used to be a speedster, back in his Circle days. ]

[actualwizard]

[ Billy will never tire of people's first reaction to him teleporting. He grins at Prompto. ]

Magic, I can teleport.

[ He's not shy about the fact he can use magic, and he'll go into it if Prompto asks.

But also the giant chicken seems to be moving on. ]

I think your giant chicken is starting to make a break for it again.

[punshots]

[ By now, Prompto's seen enough magic that nothing like that should surprise him at this point, but he still manages to be severely impressed by Billy's ability to teleport. And, yeah, he's got a bunch of questions, but if there's anything that could hold him off from asking them, it's his chocobo trying to give him the slip. ]

Aw, crap! Not again...

[ Prompto starts to jog after the bird, before glancing back at Billy. ]

Got an idea! Think you can teleport to the other side of it? Pincer maneuver?

[ Pincer maneuver. ]

[actualwizard]

[ Billy manages not to laugh at the entire situation. He didn’t think chasing down a runaway Chocobo was something he would ever have to do. ]

Pincer maneuver, right. Yeah I can try.

[ if the thing ran in a straight line it would be fine. Right? It wouldn’t like try to run him down would it?

He concentrates and disappears with a pop reappearing in front of the trotting giant bird. ]

I don’t think we thought this through.