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With Stelle involved, leaving her alone and unattended could only end with one conclusion: chaos.
To be honest, it all starts rather innocently. The Astral Express is revisiting Penacony for both refueling and some small festival Robin had personally invited them too. Stelle's always happy to see old friends, but Sunday decides to keep Pom-Pom company.
Stelle thinks he's being a coward, but Mr. Yang corrects her with a stern look. Fine, she knows he's a wanted criminal on Penacony, technically. That technicality notwithstanding, Stelle thinks it's really just about being too scared to talk to his sister directly. Like Robin doesn't know he's on the Astral Express.
So when they reach Penacony, the festivities end up splitting them up. Mr. Yang had decided to stay on the Express with Sunday. That left Stelle with Himeko, Dan Heng, and March 7th. Himeko allows herself a moment to relax at the coffee bar, and Stelle doesn't have the balls to call her boring for it.
That just leaves Dan Heng and March, but Boothill surprises them by dragging Dan Heng off enthusiastically. Stelle waves him goodbye, blithefully ignoring his eyes pleading for help. By the time Stelle turns her attention back to March, she's already gone.
Stelle takes in the hotel lobby around her and pouts. The invite to this festival isn't even happening on what is technically her airship, so she doesn't even have easy access to the arcade floor they installed last time she was here.
In summary, boredom is here, followed by dullness with a dash of eh. A planet with a plethora of things to do, and the poor Galactic Baseballer has nothing to do. It's a crime. Someone should call the IPC to solve this for her.
...speaking of the IPC, she has several of their high ranking members on speed dial. Stelle smiles as she envisions an immediate future without boredom. It's not a future Himeko nor Mr. Yang will be fond of, but they should all know better than to leave her alone.