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[mr_blandy_bland]

[After everyone returns to Mayfield, the clean up beings. Thanks to the Milkmecha, a couple of Canada's regained 777s are now all over Mitchell Road. Once Canada parks his tank, he goes back inside and makes the following phonecall.]Um...has...anyone found an airplane engine in their yard. I...s-seem to be missing one. I'm really sorry

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[vertulpen]

[There's another familiar voice.]

Canada?

[mr_blandy_bland]

Oh, Hello, Netherlands...

[Wait...]

When did you get back?!

[vertulpen]

What do you mean, back?

[mr_blandy_bland]

You've been gone for the past couple months now.

[vertulpen]

. . . I'm pretty sure I'd remember if I'd been here before.

[mr_blandy_bland]

Not everyone remembers being here.

[vertulpen]

[. . .he really does trust you, Canada. Maybe more than he should.]

So you're saying that I really was here before. I don't remember even a little of it.

[mr_blandy_bland]

You were still here...even if you don't remember it.

are they next door neighbors . . .

[vertulpen]

[Sigh.]

So where are you?

Haha yep.

[mr_blandy_bland]

My address is 1448 Mitchell Road.

[vertulpen]

. . . 1448?

I'm at 1447. Mitchell.