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VII. Another Conversation
Fierceteeth: Mom?
Farsight: Fierceteeth, can I talk to you?
Fierceteeth: Yeah. Sure.
Farsight: This is important. Quit chewing on that.
Fierceteeth: Mmmhmm?
Farsight: I'm serious.
Fierceteeth: What?
A pause.
Farsight: I have been thinking...about a change.
Fierceteeth: Okay.
A longer pause.
Farsight: Mastermind and I are planning a wedding.
Fierceteeth: Your wedding?
Farsight: Well, yes. I am marrying him.
Fierceteeth: No.
Farsight: Fierceteeth.
Fierceteeth: No.
Farsight: You already know I love you.
Fierceteeth: You can't.
Farsight: I love you. I always loved you, and your father, and our family. But I want to marry again.
Fierceteeth: No! Not him. No.
Farsight: We are going to be mates.
Fierceteeth: You want...him?!
Farsight: Yes. I love him.
Fierceteeth: No! Why?! What about me? What about Dad?
Farsight: Yes, Fierceteeth, I miss your father, but I want to start again.
Fierceteeth: Stop it!
Farsight: Listen to me. Fierceteeth, please. You'll understand when you're older.
Fierceteeth: I said stop it!
Farsight: You'll understand that I love him, and I still love your father, and I'll love you all forever. Please, Fierceteeth.
Fierceteeth: No. No! Mom!
Farsight: We are planning a wedding.
Fierceteeth: I hate him!
Farsight: Fierceteeth.
Fierceteeth: You can't.
Farsight: Please...please cooperate.
Fierceteeth: You can't just do this!
Farsight: Fierceteeth, listen. I said LISTEN. Mastermind and I are getting married, because I love him, and he loves me, and that is done. And whether or not you believe it, he loves you too.
Fierceteeth: I hate him. I hate you.
Mother.
A soft sob.
The conversation ends.