Gus Tumbleweed: The Life Of A Country Troll Is A Strained, Difficult One. Oh, How I Long To Be A Smooth Rock In The Desert, Nestled In The Sand, Being Warmed By The Sun, And Not Having To Worry About The Troubles That Worries Of Sentient Life... 🏜️
Holly: ...
Holly: ...Do We Need To Talk?
Gus Tumbleweed: I Wish I Was A Croissant-
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Dr MoonBloom: Do You Know The ABC's Of First Aid? 🩹
Dr Plum: A. Bone. Coming Of The Skin Is Really Bad! 😰
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Kid JD: Grandma, I Hate The Way You Pack My Lunch! >:(
Grandma Rosiepuff: Then Why Don't You Just Pack Your Own Lunch, Young Man?! 😠
Kid JD: *Puts An Entire Pack Of OREO's Into His Lunchbox*
Grandma Rosiepuff: Ok, Maybe I Should Keep Packing Your Lunch... 😐
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Death Note: *Tearing Up The Couch Cushions* GRAAAAAAAW! 🐲
Poppy: Not Again... 😞
Branch: If That Dragon Doesn't Learn To Behave Soon... I Think We'll Have To Go Get Him Fixed! >:(
Death Note: 👁️👁️💧...
Death Note: *Flys To The Furniture Store And Buys New Couch Cushions* 😇🛋️
Branch: *Glaring At Death Note* That's What I Thought! 😑 *Crosses His Arms*
Rosie: What Does Getting "Fixed" Mean? 🤨
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Val: I Sent Demo A "Get Better Soon Card" ❤️🩹
Minuet: Wow Val! That Is Surprisingly Nice Of You! 😊
Val: Oh, He's Not Sick Or Injured... I Just Wanted Him To Learn To DO BETTER. (-_-)
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(On The Phone)
Poppy: Hey Branchie, I Put A Little Note In Your Lunch Bag Telling You That I Love You. 💕🥰
Branch: *Looks Inside His Lunch Bag* Poppy... This Is A 50-Page Essay About All The Different Things You Love About Me... 😳📑
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Computer: Please Type In Your Password 💻
Thrash: (Types In "Your Password")
Computer: Password Is Incorrect 💻
Thrash: Huh? 🤨
Computer: Please Try Again 💻
Thrash: (Types In "Again")
Computer: Password Is Incorrect 💻
Thrash: BARBRA! THE COMPUTER IS BROKEN AGAIN! :(
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Bash: I Hate Seeing You Like This.
Archer: Like How?
Bash: In Person.
Archer: ...
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Dante: *Who Is Having A Bad Day* What Is A Word That Is A Mix Between "Sad" And "Mad"? 😞
Trollzart: Disgruntled?
Pennywhistle: Miserable?
Minuet: Desolated?
Beetrollvin: S'mad? 🫤
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Viva: Dumbest Scar Stories GO! When I Was First Practicing How To Roll Into A Ball, I Accidentally Crashed Into A Bush, Scratching Up My Face.
Floyd: I Dropped My Hairdryer On My Foot Once And Bruised It Pretty Badly.
JD: I Scorched My Tongue While Drinking Super Hot Coffee.
Spruce: A Crab Pinched My Foot While I Was Walking On The Beach.
Clay: I Slipped On A Banana Peel And Fell On My Face, Cutting My Lip.
Poppy: I Got A HUGE Paper cut On My Hand While Scrapbooking Once.
Branch: ...
Branch: I Have Emotional Scars...