The Gilbert Backyard, San Sequoia
SG: Hey Seven.. what are you up to? Mama sent me to find you for chores.
Seven: Science project. Go away, I have important science to do!
SG: Erm, Seven - you know science is against the watcher’s word.
Seven: The Watcher invented science. Science is against Mama’s word, not His. I’m doing chemistry right now - the Watcher invented that too. I read it in that book you gave me.
Seven: You can leave now. I want to do science, not chores. Unless you want to learn about science too?
SG: Uhm... sure, why don’t you teach me about science, then maybe we can talk about why the Watcher says science is a sin! And why you’re not wearing your shoes again - you know it makes mama mad.
Seven: I don’t like shoes. Or chores. I do like science. Now, what I’m doing here is making a volcano that’s going to explode like the real ones do. Except it’s not real, of course. It’s just an experiment.
SG: And the Watcher made volcanos?
Seven: NO. Volcanos are made when magma explodes from the earth, the cools and hardens into rocks. That’s the volcano, duh.
SG: So the Watcher made the magma?
Seven: No, the earth’s core made the magma. And the Watcher didn’t make that either so don’t ask.
Summer: Stellaaaaa Mama sent me to look for you and Seven, she thought you'd be back ages ago - what’s going on?
Seven: I’m doing science! And it’s very important so you both need to leave, now. You’re being too loud.
Summer: You can’t speak to us like that! You need to obey us -
SG: Save it, Summer. She’s not gonna listen. We can split up her chores so we’ll still get them done. Mama won’t care who does them, as long as they’re done.
Summer: Fine. Bye, Seven. Have fun with your science.
Seven: Can you just leave already?
