In this very day on an open field, there can be found our guy Y/N sleeping on his side.

Y/N: Zzzzzzzzz.

MINDSCAPE

Y/N: just one more.....

Y/N: Let me eat that a-

BBQ: WAKEY WAKEY!

*SMACK*

In reality

Y/N: OW! THE HELL?!

He sits straight up, frazzled as his chicken friend stood there with a grin.

BBQ: *grin* Cmon bro, you overslept! Let's get this deer cooking before it spoils!

Behind him was Hank with a deer the size of 2 buffalos on his left shoulder and a knife on his right hand.

Hank: We got a good catch today.

Y/N:.............I'm not even going to question where you got that.

Later

Y/N: It's not working.

They all try to make a fire using two sticks but whether it was the defiance of physics or reality it refuses to ignite for som reason.

Hank: Let me try.

Hank tried rubbing them together but strangely with no effect whatsoever.

BBQ: You noobs!Let me show you guys how make a fire........GAH.........never mind.

All 3 were unable to make a fire out of conveniently placed wood when Y/N got an idea.

Y/N: Let me use my powers.

Y/N tries to use his powers to spin the wood as quickly as he can but it still didn't work, only spinning a dust tornado around them.

Y/N: It's not working......

Y/N: It's not working.

Hank and BBQ realized the danger but it was already too late as Y/N starts to speed up, his hands already a blur.

*RUMBLE*

Hank and BBQ: *panic* Y/N NO-

*BOOM*

Later

After destroying everything around them but successfully creating fire, the 3 friends enjoyed a fine breakfast of deer with BBQ being the glutton he is seemingly consuming 2/3 of it despite his small size. After finishing their meal they were taking a stroll across the woods just enjoying the quiet scenery.

BBQ: *grin* Man that was good. Wish I had my BBQ sauce with me tho.

Y/N: *confused* How the hell do you even make your barbecue sauce anyway with pigs? Your world breaks reality in the most random of ways.

BBQ: *proud* The fact that anyone in my world can just craft items out of the most random objects.....that's why!

Hank: You think that's cool? Wait till you see my world. You can literally manipulate reality there.

BBQ: *smug* In my world you take no damage from falling at any height just by placing a water bucket under you.

Hank:.....

It was quiet for a moment as the wind howled and everyone marches through the forest to their destination or wherever it is.

BBQ: *yawn* When are we going to a different world? I'm bored! There's nothing to do in this world!

Y/N: Chill its only been like...15 days?

Hank: There's still more to explore here really even though we visited nearly all the tourists attractions already. I heard of a buffet at the nearby city-

BBQ: FOOD?! Imagine all the flavors of food I can taste~ I can finally make my own bbq sauce too. When are we getting there?!

Y/N: Uhhhh it's gonna take like a week.

BBQ:........WHY CAN'T WE GO THERE ANY FASTER?

Y/N: Do you want the whole world here to take notice and send people after us?

BBQ: Please! Those noobs won't even stand a chance against us. And its not like we blend in the best. I mean look here. I'm a chicken and Hank here looks like he has been blown up and had his limbs and features horribly reconnected back to him. You're the only one here that's normal but that doesn't matter if you hang around with us. Not to mention Roanapur is a literal city of crime! We'll be bound to run into trouble anyway.

Hank: He's got a point dude.

Y/N: *sigh* Alright. But I'd rather keep as much attention away from us as we can so let's speed it up to 4 days by taking the shortcut.

BBQ: *hmph* Fine!

They all quiet down and traverse down the forest trail....with BBQ eventually talking again.

Hank: All you got guns?

Y/N: I got hundreds of them in my storage!

BBQ: 'Just like the average player but with 100000 times more storage.'

Suddenly, the noise faded around them as it got too quiet. The three stand alert but continue to walk although they now tread cautiously.

Y/N:......Is it me or did it get sile-

*WOOSH*

*CRASH*

Y/N: What th-*CRACK* ACK! MY BACK!

???: *gasp* OH MY OUM! I'm so sorry!

BBQ: *salute* RIP his back.

Hank: *salute* Agreed.

The figure frantically gets off of Y/N as he stretches his sore limbs before she reaches down to him.

???: *worried* Here let me help you u-

Y/N: *CRACK* It's fine girl, I can get up on my ow- oh......

Y/N got up and took one look at the newcomer. Nothing too special really...........except for the large pair of bunny ears.

Y/N: *curious* Huh, you're not from around here. 'Must be the dimensional rifts.'

???: *confused* Really? I thought Faunus were common.

Hank: News flash bunny ears you're not in your world anymore.

She turns only to find Hank emacingly standing over her.

Velvet: *yelp* Eep!

She jumps backwards out of surprise straight into Y/N's arms as he held her close.

Y/N: Don't worry he and the chicken are my friends.

Y/N: *deadpan* And can you get off me now?

Velvet: *blush* S-Sorry....

She got off of Y/N as she took a closer look at him, curious about what he said.

Velvet: Am I really in a different world?

Y/N: *chuckle* Take a look at Hank and BBQ girl.

She turns around, unnerved by the appearance of Hank but rather interested in BBQ.

Velvet: Who's the chicken?

BBQ: *angry* WHO ARE YOU CALLING CHICKEN?! *proud* I am BBQ! The strongest chicken and the one to taste all the flavors of the multiverse!

Velvet: *shock* IT TALKS?!

Y/N: Yup. Don't be too surprised. Hank here has died 7 times already.

Velvet: I-I'm in a different world right? I-Is there any way for me to get back?

Immediately looks of pity can be seen on Hank's and BBQ's face while Y/N had a look of guilt.

BBQ: Sorry........

Hank: *sigh* We've already tried to go back to ours. Didn't work and apparently could take months or 2 weeks. Even then that's a stretch. Sorry, but you'll be stuck with us from the looks of it.

Velvet: Oh....*ears droop* I see.......

Velvet looks down, seemingly sad when Y/N extends his arm around Velvet and ruffles her ears. Her face flushes red as he continues to massage her rabbit ears but whatever little compliant she made was met with a reassuring smile.

Y/N: *smile* Cheer up. We'll keep you company till you can come back, ok? Before that though, call me Y/N. *points* He's Hank and the chickens BBQ. You'll be safe with us  until then.

Velvet: *shy* Thank you.............Y/N.