Quite a few either took advantage of the weekend tourist influx to slip out or were pulled back into their homeworlds.

Poor Police Force has been hardest hit by this. Lost half their staff. Illustrious head, Dean Winchester, counted among the exited. Whatever will they do now?

GET BACK HERE YOU ASSHOLE!

[Kaito seems to have dropped his device as he goes chasing after a random teenager. It looks like the teen will get away until...

Kaito shoots a firework from his mouth.

Wait. What?]

The hell? [He tries to do it again but nope...not working.] WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?

[Michael looks furious about something. What could it be?]

I...am not...SHORT!

[Oh. That's it. Well, he's exploding now. In a whole new way!

( Fireworks Finale )

Didn't see that coming did ya.]

Well, this looks familiar.

[Charlie's voice is even, calm. Kind of lacking in much, emotionally, but there's a valid reason for this. Pay attention.]

So far, it seems as though all of these sparks and rockets and things are brought on by high emotions. That's something I know a bit about.

[Read; a whole fuckton about.] See, my ability? My pyrokinesis? When I was a kid, it'd flare when I got upset or felt a really strong emotion and that's all kids do. Emotions are Huge. It took me years to get that sorted and even now I sometimes have the occasional bit of trouble.

[A pause, imagine she shrugged.]

No one's perfect. Your best bet for today so no one gets seriously injured? Work hard to remain calm. Put some serious effort to it and I know that somehow sounds counter-productive, working hard to relax, but trust me on this.

[And he feed ends.]