Sophie: Oh not this again.
Fitz: I'll do it if you can guarantee that I won't be fallen on by weird girls that like lemons.
Dex: NO LEMONS!
Clairebear: Okay, no Alebazis, no lemons, just go react.
Sophie: This is some weird stuff.
Linh: I'm thankful I'm not in as much fanfiction as, say, Keefe, or... well Sophie, but she's Sophie. Of course she's going to be in a lot of fanfiction.
Tam: Same.
Keefe: Why is it always me and Fitz that end up dating someone? Like I know I'm irresistible, but still.
Fitz: What about me?
Keefe: I still win. Right Foster?
Sophie: I'm not saying anything.
Keefe: You don't have to, Foster. I know you secretly think it's me.
Sophie: *rolls eyes and blushes* Ugh. Never mind.
Biana: *seeing Sophie's annoyance* In a bunch of them, they get matchmaking totally wrong.
Fitz: Also why are we all getting our matchmaking scrolls at the same time?
Keefe: Fitz and I are older than you guys.
Tam: I'm the same age as you.
Linh: Me too! Remember. We're twins!
Tam: I didn't forget. How could I ever forget?
Sophie: I'm the same age too, guys!
Fitz: I'm still the oldest!
Biana: I feel so young now. Right, Dex? *looks around* Deeeeex?
Dex: *rocking back in forth in the corner* NO LEMONS. NO.
Biana: Can we get Dex some therapy over here? Sophie! Call Elwin!
Sophie: Oh, not again!
Tam: Again? What is it with you people?
Keefe: You don't want to know.
Sophie: ELWIN!!!!
Elwin: *appears* What is it?
Tam: *in the background whispering to Keefe* How did he get here so quickly?
Keefe: *whispers back* Again. You don't want to know.
Sophie: *points at Dex*
Dex: *whispering* No lemons. We don't like the lemons.
Fitz: They broke Dex.
Biana: You helped.
Fitz: No I didn't! It was that author chick and her friend.
Elwin: Who?
Linh: Read the last chapter.
Biana: Linh! Don't break the fourth wall!
Linh: Sorry.
Fitz: What's the fourth wall?
Biana: Stop talking about it!
Fitz: But what is it?
Sophie: I'll tell you later.
Elwin: Sophie, can you help me get Dex so we can take him to the healing centre?
Keefe: I thought I told you to rename it to the Foster centre.
Elwin: I'm just gonna go. *leaps away with Dex who is still mumbling about lemons*
Sophie: I guess he didn't need my help.
A/N: Carrie Fisher died this week. :'( Alebazi is devastated.
Fitz: At least she'll stop falling on me.
Clairebear: BAD! *hits him*
Biana: Fitz, that was mean.
Linh: Violence is not the answer.
Tam: You sound like Mr. Forkle.
Linh: OH NO!
Mr. Forkle: *appears* Were you kids talking about me?
All: No.
Clairebear: This author's note has been going on too long. Goodbye.
Mr. Forkle: Who's that?
Sophie: She's an author. Apparently. *whispers* Just don't talk to her friend. That girl is one serious wackadoodle.
Clairebear: I said, GOODBYE!