What?!? Lynx? How many? Are you kidding me? That's not funny. I don't care if it's 20 lbs. or a 100 lbs. Lynx. Do you know what Lynx do?
- Oh, common Suzy. Not THAT kind of Lynx we're dealing with here. This will make a fine little work shop. Just for us girls. Mr. Toes will not be allowed here.
Ehem, who do you think is going to outfit said workshop? Yes, yours truly. Because yours truly run out of things to do. Right. I think if they want to call it 'their' work shop, they ought to set it all up themselves.
In the meantime, Abby and I had to put on a show for our hoomins.They've been running us through this 'bonding' routine, wondering if we can get along. Ohhhh, we get along alright. I am kind of curious though. If we're to embark on an adventure, I like to know how we'd get along if things got difficult or go off-script. That's when you learn a lot about your crew mate. I like to be sure, just in case.
So I played along, we put on a good show. I think we would do well together when it really mattered.
Pretending to be bunn sledders though was a bit much. Sometimes I wonder how do I ever put up with hoomins.
I'm starting to think we have the right staff, so to speak.
... yeah. I don't care what plans he's making. I'll just say it better have space for all of us.
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