"Hey, do you know where Spark is?"

Blanche looked up from her book as she noticed Candela was talking to her. She shook her head, and then started to wonder.

"Maybe he is in his room." She said, but wasn't too sure.

Candela stood up and walked down the hallway to his room. She opened it, but was welcomed by nothing but a dirty room.

"Nope!" She called back. She started to search the whole house instead. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing. Until something caught her eye.

Out of the window, there were three people looking upwards at a tree. Candela exited the house and looked to where they were staring.

What the actual....?

It was a huge treehouse with a whole bunch of mini houses attached to it, with many Pidgies flying around it, and some in the little houses.

She was able to see inside, and saw Spark running around inside. He spotted her and looked out the cut-out window.

"Heeey Candelaa!" He yelled. "Check out my playhouse!"

She walked forward and stared at it.

"That's not a playhouse! It's a treehouse! What are you doing up there?"

One of the people standing near them looked at her. "It is a playhouse."

Those three people were strange. One had a lamp covering over their head, another had a cat helmet, and another had a headband with cat ears. All three had hammers, and also had some nails stuck in their arms.

"It's amazing up here! You should check it out!" He gestured her to come up there, but she shook her head.

"That looks like it's about to collapse any second!" She yelled back at him, noticing how unsturdy it is.

"Well we're sorry we aren't professionals." One of those three mumbled.

"If it's about to collapse, then we should all enjoy it to the last second! Come on!" He stuck his head back in and the three people started to run towards it.

Candela walked back inside. "Hey, I found him. You need to check this out." And walked back outside. Blanche sighed and walked outside.

She immediately noticed the big "playhouse", and saw four people running circles inside, along with it moving around to them.

"Uh. I don't know how to respond to this." She said confused.

"Those three weird people built it for him... and called it a playhouse."

"Well it certainly lookd like they're playing inside a house."

"Its a treehouse!" Candela got a little bit frustrated. It was clearly a house in a tree.

Blanche sighed. "How can we even get them out? It looks like they're having fun."

"You don't want to go in there, do you?" Candelia eyed her, noticing her change in tone.

"No." She simply replied. "I have an idea."

~Later~

Candela stuck her head outside and noticed the structure was still up, but the four weren't running around anymore.

She out her hands outside her mouth and yelled.

"Pizza is here!"

All four of them stood up, and scrambled to get out of the treehouse. Of course, the three let Spark out first, and once he stepped off and started to run to the house...

The treehouse collapsed.

Those three are bad luck magnets. She thought as Spark ran past her inside, then shutting the door.

One of the three crawled out, and helped the other two out.

"Must protect the innocent."

"REBUILD!"

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