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It's been a rather busy day so far. Sitting around for hours on end, not doing anything feels like torture. But Ann apparently needs you to stay still so she could make a suit for the wedding. You don't understand why that is necessary since your entire wardrobe consists of identical copies of the same suit, down to the battle damage. If one gets torn in one place the others must be torn in the same spot. But she wouldn't hear any of it.
"Absolutely not! You will not go to the altar looking like that! Now sit still and let mother take care of you!"
She said.
Thankfully after a while she let down her guard so you could quietly sneak out through the window and jump. In the middle of your free fall you spot Nutmeg who was just about to do the same.
"Need a lift?"
"That'd be great..."
Turning into a bat you lift her out of there and spare her the trouble of using Moon Walk to safely get down. With her help you manage to find a gazebo far and away from the troubles of the city. Once you make yourselves comfortable Nutmeg takes a few homies and forces them to provide you with some tea and snacks. As much as you dislike them these dubious little creatures make it very easy to set up a picnic anywhere you wish. Taking a sip of milk out of a teacup you look at Nutmeg.
"You too?"
"Yeah... All this preparation is hell. S-Sorry if I don't sound too enthusiastic. Just tired. And confused."
"Don't worry. I get it. It's a pain in the butt."
Nutmeg gives you a pained smile and you're about to make a comment about it when your ears perk up.
"Someone's coming."
"Hmmm? That's weird. Not a whole lot of people use this place."
She looks over her shoulder and spots the one who's approaching. And it's not one but two people. It's hard to get a read on things with so many sentient objects all over the place.
"Oh! Pudding!"
"Big sis Nutmeg! What are you doing here? Isn't your dress being made right now?"
"I was getting real tired of the homies pricking me all the time so I decided to play hooky. What are you doing here?! And is that Pekoms?"
"Pekoms is still feeling feeling a bit sick so I thought some fresh air would help him."
You look over the two girls and see that the flying carpet homie is carrying the lion in the pink suit. He has a much better color this time, less green, but he's still looking ill.
"Oh no... not him again."
He groans as he spots you.
"Oh yeah-"
Nutmeg smacks her forehead.
"I forgot. Pudding I don't think you've met Silver yet. He's erm... uh... my... spouse."
