Charlie: how is that even possible?
Cynthia: logic?
Charlie: dude you ate my cup....
Cynthia: . . We dont talk about that :>
Charlie: fine...but that was my fathers dude..it might have a lot of blood and dirt on it
Cynthia: you think a froggen cannonball gonna care about a little of blood and dirt?? ;w;
Charlie: dont you mean caniball?
Cynthia: yea I have bad grammer ;-;
Charlie: thats alright
Elliot: -pulls cookie out of oven- its done!
Max: cookies!
Elliot: I made you one to senpai! - hands a cookie in the shape of a heart with pink frosting-
. . . Thanks . .
Cynthia: -rushes to cookies and grabs 2 and runs behind couch- ._.
