The Puppeteer: wanna know how i make em?
Charlie: dad he is my friend. you are not making him a uppet
The Puppeteer: sorry darling
Max: that's ok Charlie showed me! ^w^
The puppeteer: my sweet child im sorry for trying to hurt you...not sadly i have to go
Charlie: C'mon max ill get you a cookie and we'll go home!!
Max: it's fine and ok! Coming!
Charlie: *gives a huge cookie, like as big as Charlies hand and leads him home*
Max: yayyy cookie!
*at home so other thread from now on i guess*
Charlie: we're baack!!
Jill: hello
