“You have fun, okay, sweetie?” Ivory Wings winded down the window as Silver Rose stepped out of the car. “Just give me a call and I’ll be back to pick you in a jiffy. Ha, jiffy… Who still uses that?”

And then she was off, leaving Silver standing by Sunny Flare’s front door by herself, her bag over one shoulder. She knew her aunt was heading back home to prepare more things for her little picnic, but she didn’t think her aunt was simply going to leave her alone here with Sunny. She didn’t know how, but she guessed her aunt was still somehow watching her.

It was still half an hour to three o’clock, so Silver found she still had some time to spend with Sunny to feed. Today, seeing as she didn’t have school, she had decided to don her dark red Discourse shirt and a simple purple skirt with leggings. She had thought of wearing something fancy, but that would only be silly, seeing as this was just a study session.

She smelled the air around, and detected two people in the house and a faint, strange scent coming from a large tree next to Sunny’s house. Peering into the vast network of branches, Silver made out the shape of a sizeable brown owl sitting there, fast asleep.

“How cute.” She smiled, then walked over to knock on the door.

Eventually, the door was opened by a boy with purple hair and light turquoise skin. Silver guessed he was Sunny’s brother, but then she remembered him. He was the boy who had sat next to her when she and Home Run had gone to watch Horror of the White River.

“It’s you!” Silver exclaimed.

“What? Who?” The boy replied brusquely. “Who are you? I’ve never seen you before.”

“Oh, um…” Silver forgot that it was Moonglade who had gone to the theater. “Nevermind, I must’ve, uh, mistaken you for someone else. Err… Is Sunny home? I’m here to study with her.”

“Uh, yeah, she’s upstairs.” The boy stepped aside. “You can come in.”

“Right, thanks…” Silver smiled awkwardly and did as she was told, leaving her shoes by the door.

Sunny’s home was pretty average looking, with all kinds of furniture and decorations around the hallway, which lead out to the living room. The TV was on, with a video game on the pause screen. Silver recognized it as The Warlocker 3, the game her aunt enjoyed so much.

“Oh, you play Warlocker? Cool,” Silver stopped to comment.

“You know video games?” The boy turned around with a doubtful look on his face. Silver could smell it too. “But you’re a girl.”

Silver raised an eyebrow. “Girls can’t know video games? I happen to play them.”

“Woah, you know, I have a friend who would like to meet you,” the boy said. Then he shouted, “Hey, Sunny! Your date’s here!”

“What? Oh, uh, no, I’m uh, just a friend…” Silver laughed nervously, her cheeks glowing a light red. “I-I’m Silver Rose, by the way.”

“Oh. I’m Skyfire. Wait a second… Silver Rose. Your name sounds familiar.”

Silver scratched her brow. “Oh, uh, I’m sure it’s nothing, nothing much, heheh…”

There was a thunder of footsteps from somewhere above and soon, Sunny was running down her steps, stopping midway when she saw Silver. She had on a white t-shirt with a purple cloud and sun picture on it, and blue shorts and she looked pleased to see her.

“Hey, Silver, and Skyfire, she’s not my date!” Sunny yelled at her brother. “She’s just m-my friend! That’s all!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever, big sis.” He turned to Silver and smirked. “Make sure you get my sister to study spelling. I heard about the rhombus.”

Silver had to stop herself from laughing, at least in front of Sunny, whose face immediately changed to bright red.

“It was a simple mistake!” Sunny snapped. “I-I’m not going to make that mistake again!”

“Suuuure you aren’t,” Skyfire said. “Well, I’m going back to hunting the cockatrice. Don’t make too much noise or you’ll ruin my concentration.”

“I’ll show you concentration-!”

Silver quickly intervened and held Sunny back, slowly bringing her back up the stairs. “Come on, let’s just go study. No need for all that.”

Sunny calmed down a little and opened the door to her room. Silver entered, and was immediately struck by the sheer number of Fast Bender posters that lined every wall and even some of the ceiling. She even had one on her desk. Framed. If she didn’t know better, she would think Sunny was obsessed. Silver knew she liked the actor, but this was just nuts.

Sunny saw her looking and rubbed the back of her neck. “Umm… yeah, what can I say? I’m a Fast Bender fangirl…”

Oh, yes. Though fanatic would be more accurate, in my opinion.

“Oh, uh, please, make yourself comfortable.” Sunny pointed at her bed. “I’ll just move the table out first, so we can study later.”

“Oh, yeah. Sure.”

Sitting down and dumping her bag on the floor, Silver watched as Sunny reached behind her table and slowly moved it out to the middle of her room. There were a stack of stools next to it, so Silver figured those must be for them.

“You know, I think my sister’s actually met Fast Bender,” Silver remarked. “On the studio set, I mean.”

That caught Sunny’s attention and she spun around, almost tripping over a foot. “Moonglade knows Fast Bender?!”

Silver leaned back, surprised at the sudden excitement. “Well, yeah, she’s met him a couple of times…”

“She’s so lucky!” Sunny squealed, her voice rising in pitch a little. “Fast Bender is just brilliant! Oh, how I wish I could meet him in the flesh! He’s absolutely stunning! Look at those muscles!”

Sunny began giggling uncontrollably. Silver began feeling a little uncomfortable sitting there, but she tried her best not to look so.

“Heeheehee, Fast Bender is just sooo perfect!” Sunny grinned.

You done? Silver sat back with a politely puzzled expression on her face. “Umm… so…”

Sunny stopped skipping around her room and widened her eyes. “Oh, right, I’m sorry, Silver. I kinda lost myself. And don’t worry…” Sunny came over and put her hand under Silver’s chin. “I still love you, you know?”

Silver smiled, her eyes wandering to a small frame underneath Sunny’s computer table. There were small electric lights around a photo of Fast Bender and there were obvious lipstick marks on the picture frame.

What have I walked into?

A tense, buzzing feeling was gathering in Silver’s fingertips, so she quickly got to her feet and took Sunny’s hands in hers.

“Well, I’ll see if I can get my sister to acquire an autograph from Fast Bender the next time they meet,” she said cheerily.

“Oh, you will? Thank you!” Sunny beamed. “Uh, do I need to turn on the air conditioning? Your hands are really hot.”

“Oh! Umm…” Silver patted her hands on her skirt. “No no, it’s nothing. It just… happens from time to time.”

There was an awkward silence.

“Say, do you want anything to drink?” Sunny offered. “We have juice, soda, or just plain water if you want it.”

“It’s very kind of you to offer,” Silver purred, slinking up close to Sunny. “But I’d rather drink your juices, if you know what I mean.”

Then the young changeling blinked her eyes a few times and widened them. She didn’t know where that sentence had come from and she knew her aunt didn’t want her rolling in the hay again so soon. There was a faint slapping sound from outside the window, like someone’s hand had impacted with their face.

“Uh, uhh…” Silver’s cheeks turned red. “That came out wrong…”

“Oh, umm… I was hoping you were…” Sunny’s cheeks turned to match Silver’s. “I was hoping you wanted to… d-drink my… juices.”

“Sorry, Sunny, but I don’t think we have the time for that right now…” Silver looked around, hoping to think of something to say. She glanced out the window. “Because I think I see Sugarcoat on the way here.”

“Oh, already?” Sunny ran over to the window. “She’s early…” She sounded disappointed.

Sure enough, as they peeked out of Sunny’s window, they could see Sugarcoat parking her motorcycle out on the street and taking off her helmet, shaking out her hair.

“She owns an actual bike?” Silver continued to watch. “And how does she even fit all that hair under the helmet?”

“Well she was chosen for the Friendship Games’ motocross segment for a reason,” Sunny shrugged. “As for her hair, who knows?”

“Well, I’m sorry we didn’t go any further today, but… maybe just this one for you.”

Silver took Sunny’s face in her hands and yanked her in for a kiss. Their lips met, the soft flesh squishing against one another until the need for breath drove them apart.

“Mmm, yeah, that was nice…” Sunny smiled. “Thanks, Silver.”

“Anytime.” Silver Rose got to arranging the stools. “Now, we better prep for study.”

In a short time, Silver heard Sunny’s brother calling from downstairs again. “Sunny! Sugarcoat’s here!”

“I’ll be right back, Silver.” Sunny went out her room door, leaving it swinging back. After a few footsteps, Silver heard her yell, “Coming!”

Well, that was the plan until Sugarcoat showed up. Then she remembered her aunt nagging her. Well, that was the plan until Aunt Ivory said otherwise.

The young changeling sat there after putting the stools out, swinging her legs back and forth under the bed. Sunny had a squishy bed. Squishier than the one Silver had at home. It was positioned under a Fast Bender poster that was stuck to the ceiling, with the actor pointing down at the place where the pillow would be.

“I bet her alarm clock is also Fast Bender themed…” Silver said, looking around for it. However, there didn’t seem to be one in the room. “Huh…”

Probably uses her phone.

And then the door was thrown open and Sunny returned, with Sugarcoat following behind, pushing her glasses up her nose.

“Oh, Silver Rose,” she said without much surprise. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh! Um, Sunny invited me over to study. Yeah.”

“Hm, you’re early,” Sugarcoat nodded approvingly. “I like that in a person. Being late just holds everyone up.”

“Yeah, I guess so…” Silver rubbed the back of her head and laughed. “So I take it the others don’t get here on time?”

“Let’s say Sour Sweet and Lemon Zest get here roughly on time.” Sugarcoat set her things down and took a seat on one of the stools. “As for Indigo… I guess I won’t need to say.”

And true to what the bespectacled girl had said, Lemon Zest and Sour Sweet were the next two to arrive, though Sour Sweet arrived four minutes past three o’clock. Silver Rose joined them at the table as they first began to work on English, Sunny’s weakest subject.

The young changeling didn’t really need any help with English, but she had fun watching Sunny try to grasp it. She was also a little uncomfortable with so many Fast Bender posters watching them study, their eyes constantly staring at her and the other girls, unblinking at all times. Silver didn’t know how Sunny could sleep like this. She would certainly be creeped out herself if she had to sleep while so many eyes were watching her.

After forty minutes, Indigo Zap showed up, apologizing and giving excuses about her bike breaking down and something about soccer balls. Silver didn’t exactly pay attention to what she said, but filed that away for later in case she planned any get-togethers in the future.

Note to self, tell Indigo the starting time is an hour before it actually is.

The next hour was spent with all of them trying to get Sunny to understand her English work, before they all started on poetry. Poetry wasn’t exactly something Silver was good at, but at least she understood it better than Sunny. Sour Sweet was surprisingly good at understanding the lines, or at least, they thought she was good at it. That was another thing Silver wondered. How could anyone know for sure what the poet was trying to say? For all they knew, taking a path less traveled by might’ve just meant the poet found a shortcut to his destination or something.

“Gee, a lot of this guy’s poems seem to have something to do with prison,” Lemon Zest said. “Are you sure this is what they mean, Sour?”

“How should I know?” The cranberry haired girl folded her arms and sneered. “I’m just answering what I think is right. We can only speculate, after all.”

“Whatever, you’re the one who teach thinks gets it, so I’m going with you,” Indigo sighed. “Ugh, can we take a break? I really need it.”

“You haven’t even been studying as long as we have.” Lemon Zest gave her an incredible look, with her mouth hanging open.

“But I’m boooooreeed…” Indigo yawned, sliding off her stool and onto the floor.

“Yeah, I could use a break too…” Sunny rubbed her forehead. “This poetry is killing me.”

“Or, more accurately, sending you to prison,” Sugarcoat deadpanned.

“Ugh…”

“Hey, you guys know that movie?” Lemon Zest tapped her headphones. “Killing me Harder? Sunny reminded me of it.”

“Okay, okay, we can have a break,” Sunny said with a sigh. “Anyone want a drink or a snack?”

“I’ll help,” Silver said, getting to her feet. “Could use a little walk around anyway.”

“Thanks, guys!” Lemon Zest waved a hand.

“We’ll just wait here…” Indigo said from the floor. “I need a rest.”

“Uh huh.” Sugarcoat watched her doubtfully.

Silver followed Sunny out of her room, heading back downstairs. To the right of the living room was the kitchen and on the way, Silver spotted Sunny’s brother still playing his game on the TV. Silver was tempted to go over and watch, but she had more important things to do right now, like study.

“Sunny, doesn’t your brother have exams too?” Silver asked softly. “Doesn’t he have to study?”

“Don’t know and don’t care, Silver,” Sunny said sternly. “He can do what he wants. I’m fine with him failing.”

Silver creased her eyebrows at that statement. “You two don’t get along well, huh?”

“Not as well as I’d like, Silver…” Sunny was the first to enter the kitchen, which was tiled a light purple. The counter was an ‘L’ shaped one, with an oven and a dishwasher under the tabletop. There were many different cabinets and drawers all around, likely containing the kitchenware and utensils.

“Do you get along with your sister, Silver?”

Silver Rose gulped. “Uh, yeah, we get along for the most part. Can’t think of a time when we last argued. My mother says we’re practically the same person. Haha...” she laughed nervously.

“Oh, you’re lucky. Me and my stupid brother almost never agree on anything.”

Sunny pulled open a cupboard and pulled out a box of crackers and a bag of chips. “It would be nice if we could go one day without sniping at each other, but what can you do?”

“Well, as the saying goes, you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family.” Silver said sagely, taking a bowl from the cabinet for Sunny to put the snacks into.

“Yeah… shame about that.” Sunny then opened the fridge and got out a bottle of cranberry juice. “Can you get the disposable cups from the second drawer?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, sure.”

As Silver bent over to retrieve the plastic cups from their packaging, Sunny’s brother came into the kitchen.

“Oh, are you girls done studying already?”

“No, of course not.” Sunny glared at him and folded her arms. “But what does it matter to you?”

“It doesn’t,” Skyfire said bluntly. “I just came here to get a drink. All this monster hunting is making me thirsty.”

“Oh, yes, because it’s soooo hard to play a video game,” Sunny said mockingly. “Whatever. Let’s go, Silver.”

“It can be!” Skyfire shot back. “Haven’t you heard of Dim Spirits? Hardest game ever, is what the reviewers say.”

“Uh huh…” Sunny didn’t look like she bothered.

“Oh, I’ve heard about it.” Silver remembered Aria and Sonata talking about it. She didn’t personally own the game, but she had heard people had destroyed their TVs because of the game. It was that hard. “Yeah, it’s supposed to be really tough.”

“She gets it.” Skyfire waved a hand at Silver. “I’ve known you five minutes and I already like you more than Sunny.”

“You s-shut up!” Sunny lifted the bottle of juice like she was going to smack her brother on the head with it. “Why don’t you just go back to your game?”

“Maybe I will, after I get a drink.” Skyfire went to the fridge and took out a can of soda.

When he was done, Skyfire left the kitchen, not before sharing an icy glance with Sunny on the way out.

“Gee, you two really have issues.” Silver watched the young boy go. “Uh, no offense.”

“It’s nothing.” Sunny shook her head. “Anyway, we got everything we need for now. We should go back up.”

“Hey, Sunny.” Silver grabbed her friend by the wrist. “Come here.”

“Wait, what are you-” Sunny’s lips met Silver’s in a kiss. The mulberry haired girl gasped, but didn’t pull away.

“Figured you need this.” Silver smiled and inhaled, a feeling of satisfaction entering her mind as the smell of love spiked. And of course, with Sunny, there was also that serving of lust as well, which also tasted pretty good. Silver’s fangs threatened to emerge again, but she staved them back, getting better at controlling herself the more she was exposed to Sunny.

Won’t Aunt Ivory be pleased? She thought as their lips met again.

This time, it was Sunny who began to take the initiative, pushing Silver against the counter, her hands snaking around the changeling’s back, the bag of chips falling to the floor with a crunch.

“Mmm, you taste different today,” Silver purred, half-lidding her eyes seductively. “Did you use a new lip gloss?”

“Hmm, I didn’t use any…” Sunny leaned back in for another kiss, one hand descending down to Silver’s rear, which sneaked in under her skirt.

“Mmm, frisky, aren’t we?” Silver tittered. “But we really shouldn’t. Not here and now, anyway.”

That seemed to break Sunny out of her spell. She blinked a few times, then blushed hard. “O-Oh… ri-right… I have friends over… And Skyfire… Oh dear… He went back to the TV, right? I can’t believe I just… I don’t know what came over me…”

“Quite all right,” Silver said demurely. “It could have happened to any of us.”

“Y-Yeah…” Sunny said, picking up the fallen snack bag. “Come on. They’re probably wondering where we are.”

As the two girls went back up the stairs, Silver mused at just how infatuated Sunny was with her. If she was willing to do such acts with her in risk of being discovered… well… Silver wondered whether it was normal for someone to become obsessed with the person who had traumatized them. The people Aunt Ivory had traumatized certainly hadn’t come back to love her. Nor, she was sure, did mother’s.

Perhaps she had done something wrong.

They eventually got back to the room, finding the rest of the Shadowbolts talking about boys, with Indigo Zap still lying on the floor. Lemon Zest was crouching on Sunny’s bed, nodding her head to something Sour Sweet had said.

“No way, dude!” she laughed. “Me and Sound Wave? Come on!”

“Refreshments are here!” Silver Rose sang, setting the stack of plastic cups onto the tabletop.

Sunny put the bowl of crackers and the bag of chips there as well.

“Gee, you two sure took your time.” Sugarcoat didn’t hide her annoyance. “Anyway, we were in the process of finding out who Lemon Zest is compatible with, if you wanted to join in.”

“And don’t say Sound Wave,” Lemon said, picking up a chip and eating it. “Everyone here’s already guessed that, and the answer is no.”

“What, really?” Silver couldn’t help but smile. “But you two are like… music, umm… what’s the word…”

“Musically inclined,” Sour Sweet suggested, pouring out some juice.

“Yeah, you two like music so much. Why don’t you like him?”

“We are so not compatible. Sound Wave prefers techno and dubstep, and I’m more into…”

“Copperrear?” Indigo said from the floor.

“Yeah, Copperrear.” Lemon nodded her head.

“But you two hang out and swap music all the time,” Sugarcoat stated. “Even if you do listen to that trashy band.”

“I like him, yeah, but I don’t like him, like him. Besides, I’m an Aquarius, he’s a Scorpio. Not compatible.”

“You seriously listen to all that horoscope nonsense?” Indigo sat up and looked at her. “Psssh, they’re all just ways to manipulate people into doing things.”

“Hey, some of them are pretty good,” Lemon Zest huffed and looked away. “Like, it told me to eat a bag of cheese crackers yesterday. Guess what? I did.”

“Uh…”

No one said anything for a while, even Silver Rose, who just looked at her, wondering how that made any sense.

“Umm, well, enough about Lemon Zest.” Sugarcoat adjusted her glasses and turned to Silver. “Since we have a new addition today, I’d like to hear from her. Silver, what do you fancy? Guy or girl?”

“Umm, what?” Silver blushed when all eyes turned to her, except for Sunny, who suddenly took interest in the cluttered tabletop.

“Are you interested in boys? Or girls?” Sour Sweet restated for her friend.

“Oh, well, uh, you see…” Silver averted her eyes, afraid of the Shadowbolts’ constant gaze at her. “Umm… heheh… well…”

She had never thought of answering this question before and she didn’t know what to tell them. Sure, before Sunny, Silver had never thought she would be in a relationship with a girl. She had always had the idea of the princess being rescued by a handsome knight. Before Sunny, she would’ve said she was into boys, but now… She didn’t know if she wanted to say otherwise, at least not now, with all the Sunny secrecy.

“Errrm… well…” Silver took a deep breath. “You know, I, uh, haven’t had a lot of chances to find out yet…? I’ve only been living with my aunt until re-recently? No exposure, you see, heheh… yeah.”

She flashed them all an awkward smile, giving an especially wide and weird one to Sunny.

“So I take it that means you don’t fancy anyone?” Sugarcoat asked.

“Y-Yeah, none yet…”

“Huh. That’s not a good excuse,” Sour Sweet grumbled. “Your sister, Moonglade, had no exposure as well, being homeschooled and all. She ended up finding a boyfriend. So I’m sure you can too! Girl or guy!”

“Well, uh, she was really lucky…” Silver rubbed the back of her head nervously. “She just… found the right guy when she went out that day…?”

“So your sister is into guys then!” Lemon Zest rocked back and forth on her feet. Silver could catch a glimpse of her light blue panties under her skirt in her crouched position. “So are you into guys too? Though… I’ve always thought you’re more into girls. You seem like you are.”

“Oh. Umm…” Silver felt like her face couldn’t get any redder. “I’m… open to either one?”

“That’s fine!” Lemon said brightly. “Maybe I can hook you up with someone. What’s your horoscope sign?”

“Enough with the horoscopes…” Sugarcoat slapped a hand to her face. “I can’t believe you believe such nonsense…”

“What? I told you they’re useful!” Lemon Zest clicked her fingers.

“Not convinced, Lemon Zest…” Sugarcoat sighed. “Well… You’re a daughter of Ebony Wings, after all. Whoever you fall in love with will be really lucky.”

“Heheh, um, right…” Silver laughed sheepishly.

“Hey, you know, we’re always talking about her awesome mom.” Indigo cracked her knuckles. “How about her awesome dad? Crescentlane?”

That name caught Silver’s interest and she looked over.

“But Crescentlane isn’t around anymore. I haven’t seen any movies with him in them.” Lemon Zest chewed on another chip.

The athlete got up and grabbed a cracker, biting off a corner of it. “Sure, but you guys don’t watch old movies? Like Cold? Oldschool robber movie. He was in it.”

“Never heard of it,” Sugarcoat replied flatly.

“Sorry, Indigo, but I don’t know it…” Sour Sweet looked at her apologetically.

“Silver, please tell me you know it?” Indigo looked to the changeling. “Your own father is in that movie.”

“Umm, sorry…” Silver shrugged. “Truthfully, I don’t know much of my father. He died before I was born.”

“Your mom never talks about him?” Lemon asked. Silver shook her head. “Wow. She must have taken his death really hard.”

“Yeah… maybe.” Silver knew that this was absolutely not the case. Her mother had not taken his death very seriously at all, from what she gathered over the years. She had even bought herself a car using the money she had gotten from his death. “Though I do wonder what it would be like if my father was still around.”

“Man, we’re so lucky to call you a friend, Silver,” Lemon Zest snickered and picked up another chip. “Both your parents are famous! And we get to say we know you! That’s awesome!”

“I’m glad you think so,” Silver said neutrally. “But it’s my mom who you should be giving your attention to. I’m just her serv- um, princ- no, kid. Yeah.”

“Right…” Then Indigo was next to Silver, her mouth in a smirk. “So come on, tell us, what are you looking for in a relationship? Like if you ask me, I want a boyfriend who’s good at sports. Not better than me, but good enough.”

“You’re one of Crystal Prep’s top athletes,” Sour Sweet said through a mouthful of chips. “Finding someone who’s worse than you at sports should be no problem.”

“But he still has to be good enough,” Indigo restated. “So, Silver Rose. What are you looking for?”

“Umm…” Silver wobbled on the stool she was sitting on, grabbing a handful of chips to distract herself from the Shadowbolts’ eyes. “I want them to be… n-nice?”

“What, that’s it?” Sour Sweet harrumphed. “Surely there must be more to what you like in a person?”

“Well, umm…” Silver looked up at the ceiling and stuffed a few chips in her mouth. What did she like about Home Run? Silver figured she would list off Home Run’s good points. After all, those would be things she liked about Home Run. “Er, they would have to be… caring? Protective. Umm, they’d have to be… uh, c-cute…” The girl blushed and looked back down.

Sunny also grinned and looked away from her.

“Man, who would’ve known Ebony Wings’ daughter had such an adorable side to her?” Lemon Zest pinched at Silver’s cheek. “You get embarrassed so easily!”

“You’re such a moe, Silver,” Indigo smiled. “Getting a date should be no problem for you if you’re like that.”

“Umm, what’s a mo-yee?” Silver tried to repeat the word. She hadn’t heard of it before.

There was a faint sound of laughter from outside. None of the others reacted to it, so Silver guessed it was because of her more sensitive ears that she was able to hear it. She wondered where it had come from. Perhaps the owl.

“It’s an innocent girl in Eastern cartoons.” Indigo took her goggles off and spun them around one finger. “You’re just like that, Silver. Guys love this type of girl.”

“Innocent, huh…” Silver found that to be ironic. She couldn’t really think of any instance in which she was still innocent. She was only here because she had killed the CHS computer teacher, after all. Not that she felt guilty at all for doing it. He had tried to kill her aunt and even her mother. No one was going to take away family again.

“Okay, I think that’s enough about boys and relationships.” Sugarcoat waved her hands. “We are here to study, after all, and we’re not giving Silver Rose a good impression on what a study session should entail.”

“Aww, can’t we talk a bit longer,” Lemon whined. She walked over to Sunny’s desk and picked up the framed Fast Bender picture. “You know, this reminds me of a Copperrear song. ‘Look at this graph’!”

“Hey, put that down!” Sunny said, waving her hand at Lemon.