Freesia: There we go! A classic pumpkin! How did you do, Thistle?
Thistle: Uh…
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Aster: The leaves are meant to be thrown away, not played with. Their colors will rot your brain; you know that. I will always say no, so get used to not asking.
Freesia: Stop stabbing the pumpkin, Thistle. It’s not a murder.
Thistle: Well, maybe there will be a cool crime scene from it!
Freesia: You’re so weird.
Aster: What are we asking Dad?
Willow: Weaves?
Aster: Leaves? What about them?
Marshmallow: Well, um, we were wondering if we could go out and play with the leaves…
Aster: How much do you ask me this?
Marshmallow: Every year…
Aster: And how much do I say no?
Marshmallow: Every time…
Marshmallow: Yeah! They come in more colors than you’ve ever seen!
Willow: Weally?
Marshmallow: Yes! And I heard that they crunch when you step on them.
Willow: Cwunch!
Marshmallow: We should ask Dad if we can go out and play!
Freesia: Hey there, kiddo! I just finished the raking and I thought we’d have a fun day outside! You know, the last time we had a day like this was too long ago.
Thistle: Yeah… what are we waiting for? Let’s go!
Marshmallow: Look, Willow! The leaves changed colors!
Willow: Weaves?
*Gasp*
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