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"Oh no, Neo, not training – not tonight." Not when he still felt like his stomach could empty itself at any moment.

The evil witch nodded happily, hopping down from the bed and walking lazily towards him. Professor Jaune Arc readily cowered away from the tiny girl, one arm covering his face – the other his crotch.

Instead she grabbed him by the collar, and with a sickening lurch – the world changed.

Teleportation with Neo was difficult at the best of times. A disorienting sensation that left him feeling confused and nauseous in equal measure. Add in the copious amounts of alcohol he'd consumed, not to mention his lack of sleep – and he could perhaps be forgiven (though he knew Neo wouldn't agree) for throwing up on her the moment they landed.

Luckily for her, and probably for him considering her likely reaction, the girl managed to spot the danger in time – diving aside as his dinner sped towards her.

His knees hit the soft ground a moment later, hands joining them as he messily emptied his stomach onto the grass. Neo stood nearby, a disgusted grimace on her face as she kept a respectable distance.

"Okay…" he panted once he was done, staggering to his feet and rubbing a sleeve over his mouth. "Where are we? And why?"