SB's POV:

For once I wasn't being an unpredictable chaotic gremlin, instead I was just sitting on the fake grass out side of Tangos toon towers with the mustached chicken.

I wasn't doing much just drawing a palm tree in my sketchbook while listening to some music.

And to be honest I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings.....
So suddenly seeing Tango nearly gave me a heart attack.....

"So uhhh SB.... I was talking with Etho....."
"What's this whole mafia thing about?"

Crap.......

"The thing is I'm not sure what the whole mafia thing is about either......"

Tangos POV:

How could she not know what it's about?
Didn't she make the thing?

"Could you explain how it started then."

"Perhaps"
"It started when I was bored and decided to weasel my way into everyone's mayoral campaigns."
"But while I was doing that I decided to be weird and dramatic about it. I even did the "turn around in a large chair "I've been expecting you""
"Then I just kind of went with it and invited etho into for no other reason then I was bored."

She.

Weaseled.

Her.

Way.

Into.

Each.

Campaign!?

"Wait, Wait Wait, hold up. You weaseled your way into every campaign!?"
"Is there anything else I should be aware of that you haven't told me?"

"To answer the first question, yes. Using cookies."
"To answer the second question. Yes there's loads of thing I don't tell you"

"....."
"Such as...?"

"Uhhhh that may be a conversation for a different time....."

"....."

"This whole thing started from pure absolute boredom and two braincells. I genuinely don't know what it's about, that's all I can really say about it"

"......"
"Alrighty then..."

Seriously though what else has she not told me about......
and at this point do I even want to know?

"On an unrelated note. Do you know why my base suddenly has sticks floating around it?"

"Maybeeeee"

"You stickificated my base didn't you?" I questioned.

"Yeah, but hey it could be worse I could of covered your base in glitter" she smiled slightly.

"True, True. Glitter is the biggest pain to clean up."

"Correction. You can't clean up glitter, it multiplies and will never leave."

"Glitter isn't alive though."

"That's what you think."

This whole conversation she was drawing.
And I just now noticed.
I realize I'm oblivious sometimes.

"What are you drawing?"

"A palm tree."
"Speaking of palm trees did you know that they are not technically trees? They are actually a species of grass. Weird right?"

"That cannot be true"

"Sorry but it is, they are closer related to grass then trees. So they were classified as grass instead of trees"

"Interesting"
"Good to know my life is a lie"

I decided to just the leave conversation at that.

"Alright if you need anything I'll be digging a giant hole under the shopping district."

"KK"

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Ya know I was not sure how to have ended this.

But for now, Keep swimming my little fishies!
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