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"Well, yes!"
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@themrlint
honesty hour - do you now, or have you ever, had feelings for nezzer?
"Well, yes!"
â wait, where are we going? â from Mr lint
The small blueberry pauses, and turns to look at the sky "To les Oscars!" looking back at the gourd, he clarified "The Academy Awards, not the excellent pierogi restaurant."
"The Oscars, eh?" Mr. Lint thought about this for a long while. "You nominated for something? What will we wear?"
"Monsieur Lint, listen to moi," Francois said with seriousness "We are going to make the greatest film the cinema has ever seen."
"Alright, weird Blueberry. You have my attention! What's the plot?"
â everything that happens stays inside you ⌠even if you canât remember it. â from Appley
"You....do you believe it could ever come back? To a silly little guy like me?"
Appley smiles in a way that could be warm or could be sinister "Of course! Like I said, it's all inside you. You just have to..." she pauses, before remembering Mariah's favorite song from her favorite Starkid musical "...let it out."
"And how, per se, would you suggest I go about doing that?"
"Perhaps," she smirks "I could be of assistance. But of course, it's a two way street. Tell me, Mr. Lint, what can you do for me?"
"What do you want weird apple?"
â wait, where are we going? â from Mr lint
The small blueberry pauses, and turns to look at the sky "To les Oscars!" looking back at the gourd, he clarified "The Academy Awards, not the excellent pierogi restaurant."
"The Oscars, eh?" Mr. Lint thought about this for a long while. "You nominated for something? What will we wear?"
â everything that happens stays inside you ⌠even if you canât remember it. â from Appley
"You....do you believe it could ever come back? To a silly little guy like me?"
Appley smiles in a way that could be warm or could be sinister "Of course! Like I said, it's all inside you. You just have to..." she pauses, before remembering Mariah's favorite song from her favorite Starkid musical "...let it out."
"And how, per se, would you suggest I go about doing that?"
â everything that happens stays inside you ⌠even if you canât remember it. â from Appley
"You....do you believe it could ever come back? To a silly little guy like me?"
â another new demand of yours? i'm all ears. â from bob
"Yes! And what I demand is.." Mr. Lint paused for dramatic effect. "A job."
"have you been doing well since i saw you?" from dad asparagus
âI most certainly am doing!â He flashed a non convincing grin.
"Well that's great!" Dad smiles obliviously. "You oughta come down to the alley sometime, bowling is where it's at these days."
âThatâs the best news my non existent ears have ever heard! The league still going strong?â
"have you been doing well since i saw you?" from dad asparagus
âI most certainly am doing!â He flashed a non convincing grin.
And if my wishes came true, it wouldâve been you. (Mr. Lint)
Nezzer surely choked. Had he heard Lint correctly? "Wishes? Me? What... what kind of wishes, Lint?" He chuckled nervously, afraid to interpret wrong.
"If you know, you know. It is not my place to tell you. Rather to let you understand based on vague context clues."
"How long will this take to heal?" (From Mr Lint.)
"8-12 months," Pa assessed wisely. "Maybe two years. I ain't a doctor, Lint. I'm a nurse practitioner. I didn't go to med school. Tell me what it is again ya broke?"
âI fear I broke my moustache.â
âWhy are you putting lights there?" (From Mr lint)
"Oh, Stuff-Mart had a huge sale on these things, and I bought too many, so I'm just going to be putting them everywhere this year. Why, is it too much?" He asked, stepping back and looking at his Christmas-light decorated microwave, stove, and blender combo.
âA huge sale, eh? And you didnât think to invite your ole pal Lint?â He sort of half joked. He took a hop back to really assess the situation. âItâs⌠certainly much. I dunno about TOO much.â
â itâs probably better off this way. â (from bob)
"Better off as in... I should go back into hiding?"
forgetting you was like trying to know somebody you never met. â (nezzer)
"So... you do remember me, huh?" Mr. Lint spoke awkwardly, not anticipating meeting Nezzer again like this.
Mr Lint, we missed you. <3
"You did?" This felt like news to him. "I hadn't been gone... that long. had I?"