Gotta fill a pocket or two (KURT)

The early morning sun rose above the horizon, causing the sky to slowly light up in a dusty pink as the windows of buildings shined from the reflection while casting shadows on the streets below. Golden glowing eyes witnessed the sunrise with sadness as their fur-covered owner Sat upon the rooftop of one of the small buildings, an apartment maybe or perhaps an office. He wasn't entirely sure, as he had just ported there randomly after wandering the city.

Kurt couldn't believe he was stuck in such a big place with little chance of going home. Well no, he could believe it, he just didn't want to. But no matter how much he wished it, there was no way of thinking it all as just a bad dream from eating chips and salsa before bed. Everything would have been better if that where the case. he thought to himself as the wind blew by, caressing his fur and sweeping through his hair. Will I ever get home?

Kurt was often an optimist, always tried to think on the lighter side. But this time, he found it a little hard to be so. Especially with not a familiar soul to be found. Well, there's Pietro. he thought with a snort. Pietro, the person Kurt had both the fortune and misfortune of running into upon his unexpected arrival. The one who figured out that Kurt was further from home than he realized.

And no way of knowing how I even got here. It was just his luck he teleported to an entirely different dimension. After what happened two years ago with the alternate reality he always seemed to teleport briefly through, it was just a matter of time. Forge would just love this. he thought with a tiny smile. The genius out of time would probably have a field day and spend his whole time studying it all. I bet he would figure out why no one can leave too.

As that was the strange thing, not only was Kurt somehow transported to his new dimension with familiar faces, it appeared that no one could leave. Not Kurt, not Pietro, not any civilian-

"Bamf!"

And not his apparently sort of little brothers. With a blink to snap out of his thoughts, the sun rising higher int he sky through all the time he spent lost in his mind, Kurt focused his attention on the little demon-like beings that were his brothers. Kind of. There were only two on the roof with him, the others deciding to go explore a little with the implied promise of returning. Kurt only hoped they weren't causing too much trouble, but either way there was little he could do about it. it wasn't as if he could follow them, not when he had no clue where they ported to.

"Bamf!" One of them called out, his little tail swishing about like a cat as he tilted his head to the side. Kurt gave a tiny smile and reached his hand out, petting the little imp before sighing.

"Ja, I suppose ve should get going. Maybe see if ve can find Pietro."As annoying as the, now, man was, he was the only one Kurt knew so far. And was friendlier than the Pietro Kurt knew back home. Somewhat. He wasn't trying to hurt Kurt in anyway, physically, so that had to account for something right? He was just getting up to move when a cloud of smoke appeared and one of the little Bamfs, as he was deciding to call them, stood on the ground as it dissipated.

"Bamf! Whiskey!" Kurt's eyes widened as the little guy spoke. A person was coming up in the building across from him. Which meant he had to hide. To teleport now would leave the confusing sight of the smoke, so the demonic-looking teen jumped towards the large metal top of what was the building's ventilation system, his brothers following after him with grins as if it was a game, as his three fingered hand reached to mess with his image inducer.

He had just gotten it to cover his body with the hologram form of normal human him when the thud of something hitting the roof hit his ears. Curious, Kurt peeked around to spot a kid with a black coat and hood. The fuzzy mutant didn't know what was stranger, the boy's attire, or the fact that he was on the roof. The space between the two buildings was not exactly jumble, and the building didn't have a fire escape. How did he get up here? Looking down at the little imps at his feet, he motioned for them to be quiet and to stay before coming out of his hiding spot. "Um... Hallo." he greeted, giving off a goofy smile as if he was just any other average roof person.