A/N: Hey, Spatze here. I know this chapters a little short, but because of the awkwardness of the conversation, and the mentioning of sex, I felt it needed to be kept in its own chapter. So enjoy.

Converse

Homestar happily munched on an armful of fruit he gathered as they walked. After for running for as long as he did it felt great to be indulging on such giant, drip down the sides of ones mouth, delights. It also felt good to be sharing it with his friends, even if he was just sharing with Marzipan. They walked ahead of Strong Bad, who took the rear because of his own meal choice.

With a single fire ball he had taken down a rather ugly and fat bird, which gained him the newest title from Marzipan.

"Barbarian." She had called over to him before taking Homestar's arm and walking ahead. Strong Bad didn't mind, keeping an eye on things from behind suited him just fine. Especially the princess' wide swaying hips and bottom. Even behind her cloak he could make it out.

"So..." Marzipan finally looked back, hoping Strong Bad had long finished his horrible meal. "Are we still going to go after the dragon king?"

"Of course." Strong Bad loftly answered, walking up between them. "But you can go home if your scared, princess."

She wrinkled her nose. "Thank you, but no thank you. I'm not about to let you get Homestar killed."

"Huh?" Strong Bad crossed his arms. "What? Are you two an item all of the sudden?"

"Maybe-"

"What? You'we silly Stwong Bad." Homestar happily interrupted. "I'm a pewson, and so's Mawzipan."

"Uh, sweety..." The princess' cheek began to glow with a light pink blush. "What Strong Bad means is if we have feelings for eachother."

"Of couwse we hawve feelings fow eachothew." Homestar rolled his eyes as he spoke with an obvious tone. "Happy, good feelings 'cause we awe all fwiends."

"No..." Strong Bad huffed. "What I meant was were you guys making out when I wasn't around."

"Makin Out?" Homestar looked up to the tree tops. "No, only humans do that. I'm a faiwy, wemembew?"

"Er..." Marzipan bit her lip, her blush getting darker.

"Hey, anything at least humanoid can make out. How else do you get half beings, like me? First comes the making out, then the-"

"Strong Bad!" The princess couldn't help screaming, panic rising.

"I know, I know..." Homestar interjected, a smile on his face. "First one shows expwession of love, then they combined their lifefowces, cweating the seed of love and planting it. Then the baby comes."

"Yeah... Seed, plant, love making, right." Strong Bad snickered as he walked on ahead. "So Homestar," He turned and began walking backwards, using his wings to tell him when he got close to a tree so he wouldn't bump into anything. "Are you thinking of making of 'seed of love' with the ol' princess of tree hugging?"

Homestar blushed, glancing over to the woman in question. Marzipan was both fuming and embarrassed, glaring at Strong Bad. Then she looked over to the fairy, a shy smile crawling onto her lips, before she covered her lower face with her hand. Then he looked back to Strong Bad.

"This- This is a sewious topic Stwong Bad... I don't think we should be talkin 'bout it." Homestar finally concluded, putting on a serious face. "'Sides," He leaned forward and whispered to the fire prince. "I don't think Mawzipan has the... Seed makin powews.."

"Uh, Homestar," Strong Bad leaned forward and whispered. "Hate to shatter your theory, man, but you're, you know man-shaped, and she's woman shaped. Its all you really need to know.

Homestar laughed, having difficulty keeping it to a whisper. "Sewiously, Stwong Bad, you hawve a lot to leawn about baby making..."

Marzipan growled in frustration and further embarrassment. "Look guys, before we drop this whole conversation and forget it ever happened, I just have one thing to make clear." Once she had their attention, she crossed her arms. "Not only am I a druid, which technically makes me compatible with fairies, being able to create the lifeforce seeds if I needed to, I also come from a long line of very fertile women!"

Both boys made a face of disgust. "Eww..."

"Ok, Marzipan," Strong Bad turned away. "Too much information."

"Yeah, gwoss..." Homestar chirped, catching up with Strong Bad.
Marzipan froze, quivering a little and going even redder in anger. "Why you-"

Strong Bad laughed, pulling Homestar's wrist before bursting into a run. "Run man! She's going to blow!"

Marzipan screamed and gave chase to the two as Homestar dropped his fruit, ran, and joined in the laughter.

Above the trio Homsar watched, a blanked expression on his face. He floated out of sights and out of range for them to notice him. He'd bide his time, for now, but when the moment he was waiting for came, he'd be ready.