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Yesterday Night,
The Goose and The Goat were texting each other. I couldn't say how or when but the subject of their different locations came up. If I had to say, they were probably talking about how they missed each other and the distance reinforced that pain. They texted about visiting each other and visiting another's hometowns. Likely for chaos and destruction, you know a normal date night for them. However the idea of being destructive and chaotic sons of guns in each another's hometowns stuck.
So an agreement was made, they would both leave their homes and visit ther other's for "fun" and "profit." :)
Today,
In The Village,
Pilgor walked along the cobbled road. The pavement was strange to the more city based goat. Beyond that, Pilgor knew themselves as an American so found the vaguely European setting odd in tiny ways. Even just walking on the road was strange and new and even a little difficult as they didn't normally walk on cobbled anything. Still she managed to keep her footing for lack of a better word (hoofing?) as she made her way into a more populated area. Immediately she discovered a boy with glasses, the goat approached the boy who panicked and ran in fear.
The hoofed mammal bleated out and went to ram the child in excitement. This new place was calmer in a way but still entertaining. After headbutting the little boy into a puddle, an unfamiliar noise played and a task list only she could see checked off "Headbutt the wimp into a puddle." This interested her, so she investigated it further. Down the list, it said "Steal Bell." So the horned mammalian knew that they'd have a great time here.
In Goat Town,
The Horrible Goose was blaring "Fuck The Police" in a stolen Cop Car, already in a high speed car chase with the police as entering the every town USA. Upon exiting the tunnel into town, The Goose Tokyo Drifted into a stop sign then a red light. They exited the vehicle casually and walked away from the car chase as if it was nothing. The police cars were trying to stop yet ending up all smashing into this car chase. Causing a 15 car pile up on the broken traffic light which still blinked red. As the police alarms died in smashed remains, The bird regarded their new setting.
It wasn't as limited as their own. There was expected and guided goals yet it was more freeform. The expectation was to do whatever one pleased and happily ending up doing any of the goals. The avian waddled over to a rack of sunglasses being sold at a gas station, stole a pair, and continued on her way. Today was going to be a casual day. The waterfowl took a lighter and threw it at the gas pumps, walking off as the entire gasoline station was engulfed in explosion and flames.
Today is a lovely day in Goat Town USA, and You are a Horrible Goose.
The End.
You know, this paring works surprisingly well in a Sam & Max fusion crossover AU. Maybe I should try that... Maybe not right tho.