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“-And with a KAPOW, general Bogbreath kicked the nasty toad bandit Frugmund to the muddy ground. And before performing the final blow , he grinned and said: “you’re true to your word- you will die on this hill.”” Sprig squealed at his own retelling of the story.
Anne cocked her head. “I, uh, don’t understand. Query- what was the point of inciting use of wordplay in a climactic point?”
Sprig was well used to these questions by now, but they were becoming less common the longer Anne stayed with them. “It’s called a one liner! It’s just a cool phrase that someone uses in a specific situation to be cool. Surely you’re heard of one.”
“Hmmm… from your description I can probably name a few i’ve heard in various pieces of media i’m aware of. I shall attempt this technique when it is an option.”
The cannibals lay on the ground, afraid of what Anne was planning to do to them.
She pulled out one of sasha’s bath bombs and feigned what she saw grins to be like. Sprig knew her time had come! What was she gonna say…
“I’m going to Anne you so hard.”
…
The cannibals snickered, and one burst out laughing.
“…what… query- I didn’t do that right, did I?”
“Nope,” sprig said, popping the P.
Anne gave up and threw the bathbomb.
“Looks like I’ve got you cornered,” Mr. X grinned.
“Oh yeah?” Pulling back her sleeves, Anne picked up the ice cream sprig had been holding since the movie, and threw it at the agent, hitting him directly in thr face! The family took the chance to run away, but before they did Anne shouted back at him, “Get soft served, asshole!”
Sprig grinned while they were running. “Eh, not the best but it was pretty good,” he said.
“Query-What-?” Anne asked, confused for a second before- “I DID IT! SPRIG, YOU HEARD ME, I SAID SOMETHING COOL!”
“Eh, it could have been better but ye-“
“I don’t care. This is the best day of my life.”