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.