“Idiom?” he asked, with no clue what that word meant. Not that he lingered on that, beaming at what his friend said next. “I’ll eat the pickle too! From the inside. Maybe we can make a secret hideout in the pickle. Then me and Tee-tan can have a place to put our favorite rocks in! It’s less nervous when you sit in a small hole. I like sitting in holes.” And digging them, if the way he was holding a shovel was any indication. His shirt and jacket had dirt all over them, too.

[[ I’M TALKING ABOUT WHAT TF CAN DO TO MEET THE BABY. OMFG. NOT ME. ]]