Nepgear: Neptune! Get up!
Neptune: I will not! Not for you bar whore!
Nepgear: Histoire!
Histoire: Yes?
Nepgear: She's still drunk!
Neptune: So this Ukobach guy, right? I'm so gonna kick his ass.
She fell out of her bed.
Nepgear: Can't you help?
Histoire: Let her sleep.
Histoire left.
Nepgear: Come on... Get up...
Neptune: I will not occifer! I swear to drunk! I'm not god!
Neptune: Ugh... My head...
Nepgear: It took me three hours to wake you up...
Neptune: Sorry.
Histoire: Neptune!
Neptune: Yeah?
Histoire: I will teach you, things change, now. Here is a notebook with precisely 365 pages. I need you to write down one thing that changes every day for a year.
Neptune: What!?
Histoire: And if you fail...
Neptune: Oh no...
Histoire: No pudding for a week!
Neptune: Agh! I... I think my heart is stopping...
Nepgear: No! Sis!
Neptune: I see a light... And I hear Iffy calling me...
Nepgear: What!? She isn't even dead!
Histoire: This is going to be a VERY long year.
Neptunes note:
Today the thing that changed was:
I found out what drunk vomit tastes like.
