And the surfaces not meant to be sat on were sat on no longer.

There had been several things that the residents of Digitalta's Not-so-digital-anymore wonderland had been expecting to have happen during the day. First of all, Finding Dae, asleep, on top of the kitchen counter and Guppy taking a cat nap on the couch. More flirting from Darcy and Sketch, More advice - good or bad - from Zero. What they hadn't expected was to be woken up at two in the morning by a loud crash and the sounds of shouting, nor had they expected to come downstairs after that to find Guppy, on their knees at the door, Dae dying in their arms.But fate is cruel, and expectations frequently wrong, and so that was what happened.Also: I've never written deaths before. So I'm sorry if it sucks.