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Lampert's base, 3008.
Lampert sits on the wooden pallet, looking at the scenery below him. He was thinking of Kasper..
It's been months since he visited him that day.
He had found out that Kasper has drastically changed. He didn't remember Lampert. Or even his own name.
The last time Kasper was acting normal was when he threw his old couch away and wanted to buy a new one. What could have happened to cause such a huge change?
He grabs a plate of meatballs next to him, and slowly takes a bite. He was so deep in thought that he didn't even realize there was a call coming from his computer.
Ring.. ring..
Lampert groaned in frustration, convinced that it was a troll or an advertisement of some sorts. he continued eating the meatballs.
Ring.. ring..
The noise rang in his head, making him extremely irritated. He put the meatballs aside for now and sat up, rushing to his computer.
Lampert opened his computer and was surprised to see who was calling.
"...DR. DR RETRO?" His eyes blinked repeatedly in confusion, wondering why DR RETRO, of all people would be calling him right now. He thought it was going to be Party Noob inviting him to one of their parties, which he didn't feel like going to.
He hesitated for a second, before clicking on the call.
"...Meowrh? Meorw, mew!" (Hello? Answer.. Oh, hello Lampert!)
There was a moment of silence, before Lampert responded.
"Hello. why would you be calling exactly? I'm pretty sure I've never had any appointments." He replied groggily, probably due to the lack of sleep he's been having for the past few days.
"Merow! Meowh purr!" (No! It's not about that!)
She paused, before continuing.
"Hiss meow.. mrrrp meow mow meeowrh." (It's about.. your friend, Lampert.)
Lampert's eyes immediately widen at the mention of his friend. He knew she was talking about Kasper. Or whatever he was named now.
"What about him? He's probably okay, he has other friends. Why call me?" He responded bluntly, but was interrupted.
"Mrow, meowrh meow mow mrrp purr?" (is it okay if you come to Party Noob's apartment?)
What? Was this some sort of birthday party trick? Wait no, it was literally January. His birthday was in August. This couldn't be some sort of birthday surprise Party Noob would plan. So what was it?
"...Why, exactly?" Lampert was genuinely confused. Party Noob's apartment? Mentions of Kasper?
"Mow mrrp purr.. meow meow mrr.." (It would be easier to understand if you actually came here, sugar.)
He wasn't exactly convinced by them, but answered.
"..Right now, right?" He questioned.
"Meow, meow, purr!" (Preferably, right now!)
"Okay. I'll be going... I guess."
"Mrrp! Purr, meow!" (Alright, see you then!)
He hung up the call, and scrambled to finish his meatballs.
After he was done, he took a floor ticket placed on his table and rushed over to the regretevator, waiting for the door to open. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot on the floor impatiently, eager to know what was at Party Noob's apartment.
DING!
Lampert quickly went into the regretevator, struggling to put the floor ticket in the slot.
He looked up at the timer near the elevator buttons and there was 12 seconds before the next floor came.
Flattening the floor ticket, he successfully put the floor ticket in the slot. Lampert sighed in relief and now waited for the next floor to arrive.
The elevator music started playing, and the timer gradually went down.
He waits for the door to open. Soon, he'll find out what was waiting for him.