Okay, here it is folks, the Epilogue. After this I'm going on a monthlong hiatus, so try to take it in slowly. Wander over Yonder is owned by Disney. Nefarious and everything else is owned by Insomniac Games and Sony Interactive Entertainment. Enjoy.

The Weekend Getaway: Epilogue.

(Forty-Five Minutes Later, In an Alleyway Behind C'est Romantique)

Weary from a hearty blend of grief and exhaustion, Sylvia finally collapsed in a puddle of what smelled like cheap wine and rain water; tears still streaming from her puffy red eyes.

"Wander… how could you… how could you do this to me…" she wailed inconsolably, before her expression stiffened up a bit. "This is all her fault! That filthy slut Dominator! She corrupted him! She ruined him!"

As she continued to wallow in rage and expired Bordeaux, a shadowy figure emerged from the nearby dumpster; muck and grime dripping from its body.

"That tramp! That filthy little skank! I swear… I swear to Grop I'm gonna make her pay!"

"Sounds to me like we've got something in common."

At the sound of this unfamiliar voice, Sylvia's head shot up and her eyes began to dart about rapidly; scanning the darkness for its source.

"Wh-Who said that? Who's there?" she asked alarmedly.

"Oh, no one important." Said the shadowy figure as it stepped into the light; revealing itself to be a red-eyed, one-armed, scar-faced automaton. "Just a nameless stranger from beyond your galaxy, who's just inching to lend a helping hand."

End Notes:

Coming in December: The Breakup.

See you then my faithful followers. Peace.