Pastel Paradise

Nebula: I… uhh.. I got you this. Spruce: Oh my berry, thank you Nebula. Nebula: No problem. He's hugging me! Again!

All of the love interests are over today. This is what happens when you go on vacation and leave your kids alone I guess.

Wolfsbane: Isn't it a bit too early to have a boy over? Nebula: No one asked you.

Nebula: Thanks for coming.

Hyssop: Is it okay if I taste this? Eh it shouldn't kill me.

I understand why mom likes painting so much now. It's so calming.

Dove: You think the kids will be fine on their own? Helio: They'll be fine. I trust them… well most of them. Dove: I hope they keep extra eyes on Wolf though. Helio: Yeah, hopefully he doesn't destroy anything while we're gone.

Hyssop: You're leaving soon aren't you? Helio: Yeah, just finishing up the last minute packing before the cab gets here. Hyssop: Be careful. Helio: Always am kiddo.

Spruce: So your mom is the Dove Watercolor? Nebula: Yeah. She's just mom to us though. Spruce: She completely changed a whole generation of artists and yet she is just mom to you all. Nebula: That doesn't mean much to us. Sure, she's good at art, but she's a even better mom. Helio: I'm gonna tell her you said that. Nebula: Wait, dad don't!

Dove: Your dad and I are going to go on a vacation soon for a few days. Please listen to your siblings while we're gone. Wolfsbane: Why do I have to listen to them? Why shouldn't they have to listen to me? Heliotrope: Your siblings are older. Maybe you can be in charge when you get a little older. Wolfsbane: As if, they'll always be older than me. I'll never be in charge.

Lilli: Of course, I'll make sure everyone behaves.

Spruce: Well that certainly was something! Nebula: Spruce? What are you doing here? Spruce: I just happened to be walking by. Nebula: I'm sorry you had to see that. My brother is a bit of a grump and some people really don't know how to respect boundaries. That kind of thing really bothers him. Spruce: It's alright. I found it amusing. Nebula: Would you like to come inside? Spruce: Sure.

Completely oblivious of the fighting that just happened.

???: Whatever, it's not worth it. I'm going.

Oleander: Stop right there! Stop taking pictures. ???: Look kid, I'm just trying to do my job. Oleander: By taking photos of our house? You were pointing the camera right at the window. ???: Your mom is a famous artist. Do you know how much money I can make if a get a good picture of her. Oleander: I don't care. Get off our lawn. ???: I'm on the sidewalk kid. Oleander: You weren't before just go away.

Dove: A little bit lower…. Perfect.