What's With The Banters?

Chenille, I did this, not for you, but for myself. I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt me. I want to say I did it to give you a better life but I didn’t. In fact, in doing what we did we probably cursed you into running from his goons until he gets Razz or me. But for me, well, I’m behind bars…

And then my mother knocked on the door.

We started packing. We were going to leave as soon as possible. You didn’t really understand what was happening but you were excited. Once we packed we decided to sleep, leave in the morning. Go somewhere nice like Biscotti Bay.

We went home, we rejoiced, we partied, euphoric with our victory. Allium danced you around the room. We were free of Mr. Fabulous, we had the money to leave Dulce de Leche Valley and finally be happy.

T-Minus 4 Hours Until Bay’s Arrest

Mr. Fabulous: Berry damn it!

Mr. Fabulous: Hey!

Mr. Fabulous: Hey! Get back here!

Bay: Maybe not. But you’ll learn to be.

Bay: Hey, let me go!

Bay: I do. And I am.

Bay: After all, if this is your pet project I’d be very interested in seeing what all these people thought of the photographs and videos you have at the hideout.

Mr. Fabulous: Well well well...If it isn’t Bay. Bay: Nice party. Mr. Fabulous: I don’t recall you receiving an invitation. Bay: Surely old friends don’t need them?

It didn’t take him long to notice me.

And I waited.

Bay: Anyway, you two head to the safe, Allium you’re guarding the door. Razz, you start codebreaking and getting into the safe. I’ll head down as soon as I can if it’s safe. If it’s not, you two take him for all he has and get out of there and I’ll meet you at home. Any questions? Razzleberry: Do you really think he’ll do something to you? Bay: Expect the unexpected. Anything else? No? Good. Let’s do this, kids.