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Estelle listened with great interest to Dylan explain how he had grown into becoming such a fine artist, smiling as he reminisced with happiness at the thoughts of his mother and school. Her own expression softened after seeing the next memory Dylan spoke of seem to afflict him…the carefree abandon Dylan once have transform into melancholy. Estelle was happy to have learnt something new, but not to have made her friend feel like this. 

“Yeah, I didn’t like school much either…” Estelle replied, missing Dylan’s point completely. “A lot of the other kids weren’t very nice until my mum started home schooling me…” And then, with surprising forethought, Estelle beamed a bright smile and gave Dylan a short hug after looking at his painting again, blessed by the beauty of it. “But the bad stuff only makes us stronger, right? Tougher, and better artists! Hahaha!”

An uplifting speech, Estelle-style.

And then bedlam erupted once Lucien lost control of his bear summon, the beast tearing through the Guilders and quickly devouring the contents of their picnic before anything could be salvaged. Just before it could then turn its hungry desires towards the rest of the Guilders, it disappeared in a plume of smoke, Lucien sheepishly hiding behind the perpetrators of the accident: Trixie and Nikki.

"Uh...it's, um, Nikki's and Trixie's fault!"

"Wait no! No it wasn't, it couldn't have been me! I can't control bears! It- it was- it was the evil cat lady! Cuz yaknow they're evil!"

“Whaaaat!?” Nikki screeched. She shifted her eyes from side to side, trying to find the next person in their line to divert the blame to, but found no one else actively near to them. But she had to pass along the blame to someone else, after all that was part of the game! “It wasn’t my fault! It was… it was… it was… Selan’s scissors! Yeah! Bears like shiny things and that’s what it was! Honest!!”

A collective pause from everyone assembled. 

"What the fuck, you guys!" Amy broke the silence by laughing heavily, needing to lean against the nearest tree with wine and Kapi both in tow. Marcus silently inched closer to her to help her with her standing were she to accidently fall over. 

“Ahahaha that’s such a stupid excuse, Nikki!” Estelle laughed, pointing towards her. A mischievous glimmer twinkled in her eyes, and she turned to Selan. “I think the three of them need to be taught a lesson, Selan! I think they all need a haircut! Trixie losing her pigtails… Nikki’s to be cut super short… and Lucien to go bald!”

“What on Ddaear is all this racket…? Oh. It’s you guys.”

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From the entrance to the Park, two new figures suddenly arrived. The massive, muscular Tiberius walking forwards with confusion etched on his face at the Pride’s activity and the ruined picnic baskets and blankets, the entire group shouting and screaming as always. Next to him walked Trent, quietly holding his board. Tiberius leaned down, offering a hand to the fallen Moira to help pick her back up. 

“We heard shouting and screaming… and what sounded like a bear roar. You guys are only a day out of the hospital… what have you been getting up to?”