Blake: slamming the old wooden door Finally, you showed up! Listen, I've got a message from Mom. It's urgent as hell!
"oh my god...b..but how?"
snaps No time for damn explanations, kid! We need to get this show on the road! Grab your stuff and let's go, NOW!
rolls her eyes, hands on hips About time, you slowpoke! Let's go before we miss the boat!
rushes down the stairs, her footsteps echoing loudly Hurry up, Echo! Time is ticking away like a snake in a rat trap! We need to stick to the plan, no room for slacking off now!
catching up okay but then can you tell me what mom said?
grabs TwilightEcho's arm and pulls her along Look, kid, Mom left us a treasure map, a big fuckin' X marks the spot, ya hear?
throws her hands in the air So, what the fuck did you think, Echo? That we're gonna sit around sipping sweet tea and wait for the lottery numbers to come to us?
rolls eyes okay so where we going?
points dramatically towards the door We're heading to the deep south, sweetheart! The heart of the bayou, where the cypress trees whisper secrets and the gators roam wild!
...so mom wants us to find her treasures?
nods Hell yeah, that's what Mom wants! We're gonna strike it rich, baby! Imagine the freedom, the adventure, the endless summer days!
well then let’s go, if this is real then we shouldn’t waste time.
picks up a small suitcase Pack light, Echo. We won't need much where we're headed.
As Blake and TwilightEcho embark on their journey, they encounter mysterious figures in the bayou who have sinister intentions for the hidden treasure.
Blake, why does mom want us to have these traveling pants again?
pauses, smirking Well, honey, those pants hold a magic that only our family can harness.
so it’s not just a regular traveling pants?
winks mischievously Oh no, honey. These pants are anything but ordinary. They hold the key to unlocking ancient powers and controlling the forces of nature itself.
mom was into witchcraft too?
laughs darkly Witchcraft? Honey, our family's roots run deeper than any witch's curse.
then what would you call it?
leans in close, her voice low and conspiratorial We're talking about blood magic, Echo. The kind that runs through our veins like lifeblood.
mom never told me anything about it….
clenches her fists That bitch! She should've taught you everything she knew! Blood magic is our birthright, Echo, and we need to reclaim it.
I’m sorry, I guess I wish I could’ve spent more time with her…anyways let’s move
snaps her fingers Move your ass, Echo! We don't have time for sentimental bullshit! We need to find those pants and unleash our true potential!
pulls out a map from her bag Alright, Echo, listen up! According to Mom's map, there's an old plantation house deep in the bayou.
slips on a pair of aviator sunglasses Alright, Echo, let's get our Indiana Jones on! We're heading to that old plantation house, treasure hunting like there's no tomorrow!
scans the surroundings, her eyes darting around Keep your guard up, Echo. There could be anyone or anything lurking in these swamps.
whistles sharply Echo, stay close. We don't want any surprises.
grabs TwilightEcho's arm, pulling her behind a large cypress tree Shit, Echo! We've got company! Stay quiet and stay low.
stays quiet and stays low
peeks out from behind the tree, her eyes narrowing It's a group of gators, Echo. Big ones.
whispers harshly Gators, Echo! Big fucking gators! We need to take 'em out if we want to keep moving.