Somewhere on a large rock, circling a star, in a house, in a room, a group of friends are doing as friends do.

“I like when the beautiful goddess summons the hero.” The boy pauses in thought, looking up with a wistful smile, “Something about a hot woman pulling you across the universe.”

One of the boys throws a pillow at the speak, “Dude that's weird, it's all about the country in turmoil, and the hero gets pulled in by the king or priests.” The new speaker says standing in a heroic pose, leaning forward conspiratorially, “There is always so much intrigue, and you're already in with all the nobles. In yours, the hero had to stumble on the issue, if he doesn’t run afoul first.”

The youngest among them speaks up, “I like reincarnation, you get to get a huge head start knowing modern knowledge.”

“Yeah, but you're stuck as a baby for years then have to deal with being too smart for your age.” The first speaker said pointing out the issue.

The boy harrumphed, “Hey I bet you're really all about the sudden appearance with no explanation. The hero is on Earth one moment then poof a city. No guidance, no warning, nothing.

“Oh, I hate that one.” One of the boys says.

The group collectively shivered, agreeing, “What about transmigration?” The youngest asked.

“I mean it's cool and all, but imagine having two sets of memories. Not to mention that it also requires you to die in two different places.”

“Yeah, that doesn't sound fun.” The youngest reluctantly admitted.

The pillow thrower sensing the mood shifting asked, “How did we get on this again?”

“Who knows?” The first speaker commented, “I think it devolved from talking about how random movies are really isekai’s.”

“Oh, you know I was always partial to truck Kun.” Said the quiet boy, who hadn’t said his favorite yet.”

“You’d want to be hit with a truck.” The youngest asked eyes wide.

“No. It's the whole saving someone else, before ever going to another world. You know throwing a kid out of the way chasing a ball, or someone not paying attention, and knocking them out of the way.” The quiet boy clarified.

“Ah, a true hero’s motive.” The pillow thrower said it with such sincerity that everyone began to laugh.

The boys looking at the time, realized they need to get ready for tonight. They were having a party.

“Did you guys bring the food for tonight?” The first speaker asked.

“Of course.” The pillow thrower confirmed.

He looked around not seeing any food around the thrower, “Where is it?”

“Ordering pizza is bringing food.”

He paused, “You know what, I'm fine with this.”

The thrower laughed, “Who can say no to pizza.

“Anyway, we need to get these decorations up.” The speaker said bringing out a cardboard box filled with various size plastic magic circles.

The youngest held them up in the light asking, “Wow these are pretty cool, where'd you get them?”

“Searched online for magic circle, and used that to make them myself.” The speaker said proudly.

The quiet one held one up, “How'd you get them to be plastic like this. How much did you spend?” Thinking these would have cost more than he should spend.

The speaker smiled mischievously, “Shrinky dinks.”

All the other boys looked at him, “Seriously?”

“Yup, a little plastic, and an oven. Now I get to have hundreds of magic circles for cheap.”

“Neat.” The youngest said as everyone worked together to get their pretty little decoration up for their party. It was right when they finished that the rest of their friends started to show up.

That night at the party they all watched different Isekai anime episodes, everyone had brought their favorite to share. They watched deep into the night, all having fun discussing their favorite scenes, and talking about finding more episodes later. When one of the kids notices the door had been open the entire time.

“Man I'm shocked the neighbors didn't call the cops or something.” The speaker laughed loudly.

“I know right we haven't been quite.” One of the girls added.

“Can you close the door?” The speaker asked the pillow thrower who was closest to the door.

“Sure.” He threw a pillow at it, shutting it with a click. Suddenly all of the magic circles begin to glow softly, catching the notice of some of the guests.

“Hey, I didn't know you added LEDs.” The youngest said looking closely at one of the circles.

“I didn't.” The boy scratched his head, “Weird. Maybe the ink I used was the glowy kind, or reacted with the heat.”

They turn out the light to get a better look.

“Wow, that's really cool.” One of the girls says.

“Yeah.” The speaker agreed in disbelief at how well these circles turned out.

“He are they getting brighter?” One of the guests asked.

The speaker scrutinized them realizing they were, “Huh. I think they are.”

One of the kids gasps, grabbing everyone's attention.

“What?”

The circle's light increased to the point the room was fully lit, making the rest of the kids nervous.

“Guys were about to be Isekai’d,” The quiet one said excitedly.

The group looked towards each other excited, right before being completely engulfed in light.

——

Somewhere right outside an empty room, that was just engulfed in light two people stared dumbfounded at what they just saw.

The woman spoke first, “Wow...”

“I know right.” The man said flabbergasted.

“They summoned themselves.”

The man looked off into the distance even more shocked, “They don’t even need to be delivered. They did it themselves”

“They isekai’d themselves.” The woman shook her head, “I can’t believe they did that.”

The man scratched the back of his head, “At least they're prepared.”

The woman looked around the room seeing the remnants of a party, “I don't think they were prepared.”

“Um prepared to be prepared?” The man guessed.

“Closer.”

“Surprised you found them.” The man commented. It had surprised him when she had suddenly told him we needed to go somewhere. He could never imagine it would have been for something like this.

“It just felt like something was happening here, I was curious what that was.” She said sheepishly.

“At least they will all have each other.”

The woman looked to the man seriously, “Hey was that weird sense I had aside effect of learning about connections. I’ve been feeling a lot of weird things since then.”

“Probably, when you learn to open yourself up like that you start to connect to something deeper.”

“Oh, it kind of feels warm, why does it hurt sometimes.” The woman asked rubbing her side.

The man raised his eyebrow, “Hurts?”

“That's the only word I can think of to describe it. It’s like a really warm feeling, sharp, and bruised?” The woman tried to put the odd feeling into words.

“Well, connections can be a lot of things. It is most likely you getting used to the ability.”

“Oh.” She said still rubbing her side. She noticed how he couldn’t look directly at her. She knew he was holding something back, but was scared at what the answer could be.