The Winter King *standing amidst a destroyed kitchen*: How? How were you able to summon me?!
Fred *flipping through The Little Whatsit as fast as he can*: I don’t know!! You were supposed to be chicken soup!

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The Winter King *standing amidst a destroyed kitchen*: How? How were you able to summon me?!
Fred *flipping through The Little Whatsit as fast as he can*: I don’t know!! You were supposed to be chicken soup!
Fred *jumping out from Charles' closet*: BOO!
Charles:
Fred:
Charles:
Fred: *makes a sad face*
Charles: Ahh! Oh my god! You scared me!
Charles: I give up. I am so tired
John: Get the emergency supply!
Jack: *carries in Tummeler, Uncas, & Fred and places them in front of Charles*
Tummeler, Uncas, & Fred: :)
Charles: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET’S GOOO
Fred *to DeFoe*: I think what you're doing is disgusting and wrong
Fred: But that's between you and Satan
Store Worker: Would a “Scowler Charles” please come to the front desk?
Charles *arriving at the desk*: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker *pointing to Uncas and Fred*: I believe they belong to you?
Uncas and Fred *simultaneously*: We got lost
Charles: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me—
Artus: My policy is, if you see something, say something
Fred: I saw a squirrel in a tree today!
Artus: Outstanding
Artus: This is what I'm talking
about people!
Charles: *makes Fred a cup of tea, but puts salt in it by accident*
Fred: *sips tea*
Charles: *realizes his mistake*
Fred: *finishes tea*
Charles: ... Didn't it taste bad?
Fred: Yes, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings, so I drank it all
Charles *tearing up*: Oh, okay
Fred: If I run and leap at Scowler Charles, he will most certainly catch me in his arms
Fred *running towards Charles*: Coming in!
Charles: No! I’m holding tea!
Charles: *drops tea and catches Fred*