#coisblue

"I wish it was that simple, mon petit. Alas, you will certainly spend the rest of my life with me."

"Ha! Limbs! Dat's somethin' ya don't see every day. Specially 'round deeze parts. Ya know. As per da vegetables."

"Oh, Francois," Laura tsk'd, shaking her head. "You never break into the chocolate unless you have a steady stock of Christmas cookies on hand! You have to balance your diet between chocolates and cookies, so you get your grains in, and sometimes your sprinkles. Those are important for energy."

"Is there a sadder sight?" She sung, of course, to the tune of Michael in the Bathroom which is crazy because in this verse that song hadn't come out yet so maybe I'm (Chewie) implying she wrote it. "Are you right, then?"

"A cucumber party?" Larry questioned before gasping excitedly, "Hey, I'm a cucumber! And I love parties!"

"Hey, I know. I used to write fanfic. Wanna talk about an interest that's considered 'weird' by most folks. You can't force it, you just gotta find people who like the same stuff, even if it takes a while. So what is it? Like, a show... or a weird hobby? I've been around the block. Nothing surprises me anymore."

"You've never felt safe before?" Jimmy questioned.

While Megan was nervous about this whole three people meeting at once thing, since that didn't happen a lot around here, it was specifically the other two people that she was nervous about. As we all have recently learned, Francois and Bartlebey had never properly been introduced. So as they all sat around, it was of course Megan who spoke first, as I, Chewie, decided. "Francois," she began slowly, "Say bonjour to Bartlebey. He is your new grandfather."