Travel Time [Frog]

Drum was completely lost in the tuna-can that was the tram. Everyon-well...mostly everyone around him was larger than him and he vanished easily into the forest of legs. His nausea didn't help it either, as he found himself stuttering and holding back his breakfast several times already.

Perhaps it would be better if he just released it, hmm? Usually it was the body telling one something is wrong...but it was against proper mannerisms and more importantly, the law. If he purposely puked, he would require to arrest his own self!
Eventually though, he found himself bumping into a person. Nothing strange in the tram. As he looked up though, he noticed the fortune telling book and shook his head in disbelief.

"Excuse me, sir, but conning people is prohibited by law. I suggest you lower your book or I'll be forced to apprehend you." He said as he pulled his badge out. The fact he had a bra on his head probably made him look less threatening, though...

One could see gears turning behind Drumball's look as he contemplated the information he'd just received. Pendragon...Pendragon...did he hear the name before? O-oh...wait...and he was standing in the presence of a real live Pendragon!
The excitement was burning within the penguin and his beak opened into a voiceless fangirly scream.

"O-o-o-o-of course I know the Pendragons! And you say you are a Pendragon!? Excuse me, my lord, I have done wrong to accuse you." The blue blob bowed to the Pendragon after quickly putting away his badge. He would need more than words to apologize for the grave mistake he'd done. Because of course, Drum was a big fan.