There's lots of world out there.

[noimpulsecontrol]

The funny thing about an inter-dimensional tunnel? You could never be sure where one would pop up.

Della was doing some solo exploring. She'd been back on Earth for over a year and finally felt ready to do as much, and - inspired by a certain dayglo-bright friend - she'd decided her first time adventuring on her own since the moon would be mapping out the unexplored caverns that stretched out past Coot's underground corn stores.

Speaking of Gobo, though- At first, Della barely too note of the tiny off-shoot tunnel; to small for her to fit through, but she supposed it ought to be on the map. And once she started paying it some mind, she got curious as to who or what had formed in. Leaning down, she peered inside...

With a delighted laugh, she waved at the very familiar figure she could just barely make out in the glow from her flashlight, and her free hand reached in to ruffle a messy head of magenta hair.

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[gobetween]

Exploring was in Gobo's blood. It's what he does, and he's never happiest as he is when he's putting down new pathways on a map. That's what had him out in some uncharted- to him -territory today, extending far past the Duckburg he was coming to accept as a second home. Accustomed to the dim underground, he paused every now and then to map his progress, though it was on one pitstop that he head a strange sound up ahead. Huh, looked like the tunnel he was in led to another, larger one, and whatever it was was coming from there. He crept forward to investigate-

And was momentarily blinded by a flashlight. Wincing away some, he tried to blink away the spots now floating in front of his eyes. That scruffle that reached in though, that was a familiar hand and he laughed, looking up, though he still couldn't quite see.

"Della?"