Foxglove: What on earth are you talking about?
Camellia: Look, Altair seems like a nice girl and everything but I mean… You barely know her. You quit your job and ran back here after what? Two months of knowing her? You have to understand that most people don’t rush in like that, right?
Foxglove: I appreciate your concern, sis, but I know what I’m doing.
Foxglove: There’s nothing to worry about.
Camellia: I’m not so sure about that. I mean, to you this all seems fine, but…you know… to everyone else…
Foxglove: Just spit it out Cam.
Camellia: Don’t you think you’re being a little irrational?
Camellia: Hey little bro, can we have a heart-to-heart real quick?
Foxglove: Sure, Cam. What’s up?
Camellia: I’m worried about you.
[laughter]
Ume: Dude, you’re only three years older than us. That hardly makes you our “elder”.
Clover: Plus it’s hard to respect someone who can’t even hear the word “inchworm” without feeling sick.
Prussian: [shivers] Ugh… they’re so slimy… and cold… and wiggly… and… I think I’m going to be sick.
Clover: How did you survive Soliel being born?
Apricot: He threw up in the trash can and passed out. Hit his head on a chair, too, needed six stitches.
Foxglove: I got your back, Pru.
Prussian: You two!! … should really have more respect for your elders.
Ume: You’re lucky Fox was such a good Gnome Scout. If he hadn’t been prepared, you might not be here today.
Ume: You caught yourself on fire roasting a marshmallow.
Prussian: It was an exceptionally large fire and marshmallows, I’ll have you know, are highly flammable.
Foxglove: Twice, Pru. It happened, twice.
Altair: You really all met at summer camp?
Apricot: I was a junior counselor. Pru and Cam too.
Prussian: Yeah, I was in charge of these two hooligans.
Foxglove: It was really more the other way around.
Prussian: Rude. I was an excellent junior counselor.
Buddha once said, “The trouble is you think you have time.”
We always think we have time. I’m sure he meant it as encouragement to enjoy the moments we have in life…
…but to me, it’s just a reminder of the time I wish we still had.
Altair: Oh right, sorry. I forgot you have absolutely zero musical talent.
Foxglove: Ouch! Way to let a guy down easy. I think you get some tickles for that.
Altair: W-wait! [laughter] I take it back! S-stop!
[thud]
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