well we can help by talking to you It cud help you not lose you mind here in what i think the the barn
Peter suddenly shuts his mouth, going dead silent as the barn door creaks open. Standing in the doorway, you see--
..Andy? Is it Andy? He looks.. wrong. Somehow even more wrong than Peter.
Regardless, he looks furious at first, before a wide grin covers his face.
Andy: “Peter, bud! Y’gotta tell me when you’re having guests over!”
Peter is still silent. Andy’s expression sours.
Andy: “Where... are your guests, anyway? I wanna meet them too!”











