Tag: bpr

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Marshmallow: Come on, come on…

Marshmallow: I’ve always wanted a baby.

Paris: Really?

Marshmallow: Sure, it might be a little soon, but if I was actually pregnant, I’d be so happy.

Paris: Then take the test! No need to wait any longer.

Marshmallow: Right, right…

Marshmallow: Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I might be pregnant!

Paris: You’re… excited?

Paris: I’m the oldest of six. I’ve seen the symptoms several times. I didn’t mean to offend you or anything-

Marshmallow: No…

Paris: Now, before you freak out-

Marshmallow: A pregnancy test? You think I’m pregnant? What makes you think that?

Paris: I almost forgot! I got something else for you, too.

Marshmallow: Really? What is it?

Marshmallow: Oh, my, Berry, this is delicious!

Paris: I know, right? It’s been passed down for several generations now.

Marshmallow: I didn’t know you were this good of a cook!

Paris: I guess it’s a hidden talent.

Marshmallow: Well, thank you for this.

Paris: Voilà! The world-famous “Conch Chili.” Or at least famous in Sugar Springs, that is.

Marshmallow: Mmh, smells delicious!

Paris: Something better. How about you take a nap while I get it ready?

Marshmallow: Get what ready?

Paris: You’ll have to wait and see.

Marshmallow: Fine.