((If anyone gets confused, when people refer to Pastel in the first two chapters, they're referring to Amartía but from then on, they're referring to me))

[Created Wednesday 31st of May, 2017]

*Boop noise*

Amartía: wELCOME TO THE FIRST PAGE OF THIS BOOK! WE CAN'T REALLY DO ANYTHING UNTIL WE GET ASKED OR DARED BY SOMEONE SO MAYBE YOU GUYS CAN ASK OR DARE SOMETHING, PLEA-

Pop: STOP SHOUTING!

Amartía: NO, YOU STOP SHOUTING!

Pop: NO, YOU!

Sprinkles: Maybe we can all stop shoutin-

Amartía: BUT SHOUTING'S FUN!

Pop: EVERYONE STOP! WE'RE GONNA WAKE THE NEIGHBOU-

Death: *walks into the room, drinking coffee, then looks at Amartía* hey, aren't you supposed to dead?

Amartía: wut-

Pop: NOTHING THAT WAS NOTHING HAHAHA GOOD OLD REAPER AND HIS JOKES!

Death: that wasn't a jo-

Pop: HAHAHA! OF COURSE IT WAS!

Death: alright, well sure. if you actually thought that was humerus, you have a horrible sense of humour. *walks away*

Pop: NOPE IM HILARIOU-

Sprinkles: *le gasp* pun!

Pop & Anartía: wut

Sprinkles: *childish laughter*

Pop: ...?

Amartía: WELL, THAT'S ALL! I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AWESOME DAY AND THANK YOU FOR LISTENING!

Sprinkles: Technically they read it due to the universal transfer angle but yep! Thanks for reading/listening!

Pop: see ya.

Sprinkles: bye bye!

Amartía: BOOOOIIIIIIIIII

Pop: Pfft you sound like a te-

*Boop noise*

[End of transmission]