Eh, I feel dead.
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In the jungle... there was a monstrous belch. Feliks, Feliciano and Lovino were laying after a meal, looking at the stars.
"Whoah. Like, Nice one, Lovi." Feliks commented.
"Thanks. Man, I'm stuffed." Lovino smiled contentedly.
"Me too. I ate like a pig, ve' Feliciano noted.
"Feliciano - you are a pig." Lovino reminded him.
"Oh. Right." Feliciano then shut up.
All three sighed deeply in unison.
"Feliks?" Feliciano asked.
"Like, Yeah?" Feliks asked.
"Ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there, ve?" Feliciano pointed to the vast sky of sparkling lights.
"Feli. Like, I don't wonder; I know." Feliks said.
"Oh. What are they?" Feliciano asked.
"Like, They're fireflies. Fireflies that like, uh... got stuck up on that big... like, bluish-black... thing." Feliks waved his hand around.
"Oh. Gee. I always thought that they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away, ve" Feliciano told him.
"Feli, like, wit' you, like, everything's gas." Feliks noticed boredly.
"Lovi, what do you think?" Feliciano asked the lion.
"Well, I don't know..." Lovino started.
"Aw come on. Give, give, give .. Well, come on, Lovi, we told you ours... pleeeease?" Feliciano pleaded.
"Like, Come on, come on... Like, give, give.." Feliks prodded.
"Well, somebody once told me that the great kings of the past are up there, watching over us." Lovino revealed reluctantly.
"Really?" Feliciano asked, awed.
"You mean a bunch of like, royal dead guys are like, watching us? " Feliks asked, trying to keep a composure before,"Pbbb." He broke out laughing. Feliciano joined in and Lovino did halfheartedly.
"Like, Who told you something like that? What mook like, made that up?" Feliks asked.
"Yeah. Pretty dumb, huh?" Lovino said, smiling sadly.
"Aw, Like, you're killing me, Lovi!" Feliks exclaimed, still chucking.
Lovino looked back up at the stars. He quietly got up and left.
"Like, Was it something I said?" Feliks asked.
Lovino walked out on a ledge and looked up at the stars. He then collapsed to lay on the edge of the ledge. Milkweed floss was stirred into the air by his flop.
Across the desert, Arthur's hand snatched some floss out of the air. He sniffed it, grunted, and bounded down into his tree. He poured the milkweed into a turtle shell, sifted it around, and then ate from the same kind of fruit he anointed Lovino with. Examining the milkweed floss again, realization dawned on his face.
"Lovino? He's- he's alive? He he- he's alive!" Arthur exclaimed, laughing.
Arthur grabbed his staff. Laughing in delight, he picked up some paint and put a mane on the smeared lion image on the wall.
"It is time!" he exclaimed.
Time for What, Wise old Artie?