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While out for her morning run Sage noticed someone had moved into the empty house across the Warf.

Sage: Hey there neighbor! Lovely day, isn’t it?

???: The light breeze we are having is perfect for enjoying the sunrise.

Sage: We do have some amazing sunrises here, but the sunsets are even better. You can’t see those purples anywhere else.

???: Sounds amazing. 

Sage: Hey, if you’re not busy tonight you should come by later. We live just by the dock and it’s the best place in town to watch the sunset. Promise!

???: Sounds wonderful…umm…?

Sage: Oh! Sage. Sorry, Sage Berry. Pleasure to meet you.

???:  Cabernet, pleasure is mine. I’ll see you tonight, Ms. Berry. Do you mind if I bring my sons along?

Sage: The more the merrier!

A few months later…

Sage: Hey Razzle…

Razzle: Yes, sweetie?

Sage: The baby’s coming.

Razzle: That’s nice dear….. WHAT? Oh berry, oh berry. It’s happening. I can’t believe it’s happening! What do we do?

Sage: Hospital, Raz. We need to go to the hospital.

Razzle: Right… hospital…hospital.

Sage: NOW RAZ!

Peony: What about you Mr. Philopshical Stargazer? What do you want from the future?

Oliver: I want to write poetry.

Peony: Poetry? Really?

Oliver: Don’t laugh! It may not be as deep and world-changing as a Congresswoman, but I feel like it’s a lost art.

Peony: If you say so…

Oliver: It is! Poetry is a deep expression of feelings through verse. It’s one of the best ways to convey feeling. 

Peony: Alright then, Shakespear, drop me a line!

Oliver: Okay. Um…

Peony: I’m waiting!

Oliver: Shush… I’m thinking! Okay, okay. I think I’ve got it!

You can call me rain
for all I seem to do is
always is fall for you.

Peony: That’s…. embarrassing. 

(Haiku is by Tyler Knott Gregson. You can read his daily love haiku’s here!)

Oliver: Well that’s… more ambitious than I was expecting.

Peony: What, don’t think I can be serious?

Oliver: That’s not it at all. You’re just always playing ball, or swimming, or you know, just active. I thought you would be more likely to be a pro athlete or fitness trainer. 

Peony: I have to play sports. My grades are nowhere as good as Pom’s. Academics are easy to him. Me? I have to work my butt off for a B average. But, I’m the fastest swimmer there is and there are few Universities that offer swim scholarships.

Oliver: You’ve thought about it a lot, haven’t you.

Peony: Of course I have! I was born in Newcrust. Even though there is a section of the city for mixes like us, being mixed kind of makes you “low class”. You get treated differently.  I’m okay because I look a shade, but Pom? He looks mixed. He was picked on so much at school, that he was afraid to go anymore. The whole socially-awkward genius thing didn’t make things better, either. That’s why we moved to Peanut Brittle Bay. 

Oliver: Peony, do you ever think about the future?

Peony: You have to be more specific, Oliver.

Oliver: I was just thinking about what my purpose in life is. 

Peony: Wow, stargazing turns you into a real philospher, doesn’t it? So, do you mean like, ‘what do you want to be when you grow up’? Or is this your way of asking me to marry you?

Oliver: W-what?! N-no! Why would you ask such a thing?

Peony: Calm down Oliver, I’m just kidding. I won’t have time for romance, anyways.

Oliver: What do you mean?

Peony: I am going to be the first mixed-berry woman elected to Congress.