Tori stares at the exchange between Johnathan and the Jar of Jam in utter fascination and more than a little confusion. None of it was making even the slightest bit of sense. Creampuffians? Shrub trimming Cats?? Tori, m'dear. What the Hell have you gotten yourself into? Johnathan's scream jerks her out of her thoughts and as she runs over to see where he had gone to, she slips on a bit of fruit that the " cat" had sprayed everywhere, which causes her to drop her spade and go tumbling down through the trapdoor. Tori lands flat on her rear less than a foot away from Johnathan and before she can even glance around to see where she is, it becomes very clear what he had been screaming about. A spray of cold water hits her right in the face, causing her to gurgle and choke, turning away from wherever it had come from. Unfortunately for Tori, the mysterious sprinklers seem to be Everywhere and so she is soon surrounded and throughly soaked. " AH! GODS! " She shrieks, " IT'S COLD!! " Tori stands up and wipes her eyes with her hands so that she can see again, realizing suddenly, that the spinklers are no longer focusing their fire on her face and are, instead, sending steady streams of water at her shoes. Another thing she realizes is that these sprinklers are not ordinary in any sense of the word. Infact, they look more like little metal heads than anything else. With little black eyes, noses and the stream of water shooting out of their mouths. All Tori can do is stare at them with a look of shock and the confusion that had hardly left her face since she found Johnathan, the hobo and the sign on the side of the road earlier that evening. The little Sprinklerheads stare up at her with a look that closly resembles a caught-with-your-hand-in-the-cookie-jar type of look. Making them seem, to Tori, almost cute. Despite the fact that, in the normal world, they wouldn't have even been animate. But of course, this was Not the normal world. Tori makes a move to crouch down so that she is on their level and promptly recieves a face full of cold water again. " Alright. " She says to them in a clear and slow voice, not even sure if they'll understand her but at a loss for anything else she could do. " I'm not here to hurt you. " She glances over at Johnathan, " And neither is he. We barely even know how we got here. And it would be very nice of you if you stopped spraying us. I don't think we can get any wetter. " The Sprinklerheads glance at eachother, make several little noises that can only be described as a high pitched " Muppeep"s and then ubruptly disappear underground. Well... If you can call what Tori is standing on Ground. It looks and feels more like... Like wet swiss cheese than anything else. Tori crouches down and sniffs it, then digs out a peice and pops it in her mouth before making a disgusted face. It was deffinitely Swiss Cheese. She hated Swiss Cheese. She glances around the area and finds that the landscape is made Entirely of different types of cheese. Everything from streams of Bree to Parmesan rocks and... Chedder birds? Tori shakes her head. " Good Lord. Does this place ever even Begin to make sense?? " " Nope! Heehee! " Tori spins around to find a three foot-tall Kangaroo wearing red heart-rimmed sunglasses and a lime green top-hat bouncing toward her and falls back onto her butt again, scrambling up against the wall. " ACK! Who. What. How... Where'd you come from!? " She stumbles, completely heedless of the fact that it was obsurd to be talking to a Kangaroo. It was also obsurd for a Kangaroo to be talking to Her. Not to mention the hat and those ridiculous sunglasses that looked like they should belong to a five-year old girl. "I live here, it's My realm, Silly Billy. Where'd YOU come from?"