Snoopy was sitting on his doghouse, waiting for Charlie Brown to give him his dog food. Much to his surprise, Charlie Brown wasn't the one giving him his food, but it was Sally.
"Huh?" Snoopy quizzed.
"My big brother is checking the mail. I suppose he's expecting a letter from that red-haired girl, even though she lives right across the street from us." Said Sally.
Charlie Brown was at the letterbox. He opened it and reached in to look for a letter.
"No letter from Heather. No, Charlie Brown. She lives right across from you. But I'll check anyway." Said Charlie Brown as he reached in further, and then, he pulled out a letter.
"I guess it's this month's gas bill."
Charlie Brown read the front.
"Oh. To: Charlie Brown. So it's for me!"
Charlie Brown opened the letter and tried to read it, but he couldn't make it out.
"Monn Chur Charles… blah blah blah….. something I can't understand….. Violet. Good grief! No. It can't be from Violet. She'd never send me a letter. I know! I'll go over to her place and show her. "
Charlie Brown was on his way to the Gray place, but he needn't have done that. He found Violet, Patty S. and Frieda doing jump rope. Frieda and Patty were holding the rope, and Violet was jumping in the middle.
"Er…. Excuse me!" called Charlie Brown.
"Oh good grief! Here comes dumb old Charlie Brown!" scoffed Charlie Brown.
While Violet did stop jumping, Frieda and Patty didn't stop swinging the rope, and they caused her to fall.
"You blockhead! Look what you did!" shouted Violet.
"It's important, Violet! Did you send me this letter?" asked Charlie Brown.
"Why would I send a letter to you?" scoffed Violet.
Charlie Brown took out the letter he'd received, and showed it to Violet.
"This letter has the word 'Violet' on it. Have a read." Charlie Brown said as he handed the letter to Violet to have her read it for herself. Violet was surprised.
"It says Violet, but it's not from me. Even if I did write it, it'd be in English." Violet explained.
"Oh. All I know is that it's not in English. If it's not from you, then….. there must be another Violet who knows me." Charlie Brown said with wonder.
"Oh, come on! There can't be another Violet, Charlie Brown!"" Violet scoffed.
After Violet had picked herself up, she showed it to Frieda and Patty.
"Here. Patty. Can you read this?" Violet said, handing the letter to her best friend.
Patty Swanson read on. She couldn't make it out either.
"Nope. Can't understand this letter." Patty Swanson said.
"Frieda?" asked Violet.
"No. It's harder to understand this writing than it is to live without having naturally curly hair." Said Frieda.
"It's my turn now. Violet. You hold my end." Said Patty Swanson.
"Let someone else take over, Patty." Said Violet. "I'm going to find out who wrote this letter, and why they'd send it to Charlie Brown."
"I'll go look for Heather. She loves jump rope." Said Charlie Brown.
"No. You do jump rope, Charlie Brown." Smirked Violet. "I'll go and look for who wrote this letter."
"Good grief! How did I get myself into this?" sighed Charlie Brown.
Charlie Brown grabbed Violet's end of the jump rope, Patty got into the middle of the jump rope, and they swung the rope. However, Charlie Brown, being Charlie Brown, flunked it, and Patty tripped and landed on her belly.
"Aaugh! Can't you do anything right, Charlie Brown?" shouted Patty Swanson.
Violet walked off with the letter Charlie Brown had received and given to her. She had a gander at the letter. She couldn't even make it out.
"Good grief! How am I supposed to read this gibberish? I know. I'll ask Schroeder to read it for me."
Schroeder was at his house playing his piano. Much to his dismay, Violet walked in with a letter.
"Good grief!" sighed Schroeder.
"Oh, Schroeder!" cooed Violet innocently.
"What is it now, Violet?" asked Schroeder.
"I know that Beethoven was a foreigner, and he never spoke English. Do you think you can read this?" asked Violet as she handed the letter to Schroeder and Schroeder tried his best to read it.
"Did you write this to Charlie Brown? Because it has your name at the end." Asked Schroeder.
"Oh no. Like I'd write a letter to Charlie Brown! And even if I did write it, it would be in English." Scoffed Violet.
"Because I can't read it either." Schroeder explained.
"Surely Beethoven was able to read this language." Violet smiled.
"This doesn't look like Beethoven's language, Violet. Beethoven was German. This doesn't look like German." Said Schroeder. "And Beethoven's first name wasn't Shirley."
"Rats! Well, I'll just have to find someone else to read this letter Charlie Brown got." Violet said.
"Where was I? Oh yes." Said Schroeder as he went back to playing his piano.
Violet was even more puzzled.
"Which other Violet could there be? Could a flower have written this to Charlie Brown? Think, Violet, Think." She said to herself.
As Violet continued her walk, she heard a beautiful singing voice.
"Oooooooo mio babbiiiiiino caaaaaro…"
"That voice! Where could it be coming from?" quizzed Violet as she followed the voice to find who was singing. The voice lead her through numerous trees towards a garden bed. There, she found a blonde girl tending to the garden.
"Er….. hello!" said the girl who turned out to be Mimi.
"Hello. Er…." Violet stammered.
"Who might you be? My name is Mimi."
"I'm Violet. And I like your singing voice." Violet said happily.
"Why thank you, er, Violet. Violet. Just like the flower." Said Mimi.
"Speaking of flowers, can you tell me if a flower had written this letter?" asked Violet.
Violet handed Mimi the letter that Charlie Brown had received, and Mimi had a read for herself.
"I can't understand any of these words." Said Mimi.
"It has the word "Violet" signed at the end. Because I can't understand it either, I wanted to know if a flower had written it. And I didn't write it. Even if I had, it'd be in English." Said Violet.
"Oh, Violet. You are silly. Flowers can't write. Unfortunately." Said Mimi.
"Well, thanks anyway, Mimi. And it was nice meeting you properly." Said Violet.
"Yeah. Nice meeting you properly too, Violet." Said Mimi.
"Who could've written this letter?" Violet continued to wonder.
Violet left the garden, still wondering who could've written this letter.
"I know. I'll ask Lucy. She's sure to know this." Violet said as she went over to the Van Pelt place to see if Lucy was home. She knocked on the door, and the one to open it was…..
"Rerun?" quizzed Violet.
"Oh. Hello." Said Rerun.
"Is your sister home?" asked Violet.
"Not at the moment. She told me she went over to listen to the piano." Said Rerun.
"Piano…. Oh good grief! She went over to Schroeder's place! Well, I'll return to Schroeder's place, not to get Schroeder to read this letter, but to see if Lucy can understand it. Thanks." Said Violet.
Meanwhile, Schroeder was continuing to play his piano while Lila relaxed at the end. Lucy had arrived, angry to see Lila.
"What are you doing here?" demanded Lucy.
"I like Beethoven. His music is easy on the ears." Said Lila.
"Oh, good grief!" sighed Lucy.
Lucy walked out of Schroeder's house, mad that Lila had taken her spot at Schroeder's piano. She soon saw Violet making her way back there.
"Lucy!" called Violet.
"Violet?!" Lucy cried.
"I thought you were at Schroeder's place!" said Violet.
"I was, but it turns out Lila was there. Hogging the end of the piano. She's been doing this ever since she moved in!"
"I know that feel, Lucy," said Violet. "but…."
"But what, Violet?" asked Lucy.
"Someone named Violet sent Charlie Brown a letter." Violet explained.
"Oh, come on, Violet! Why would you waste your time sending a letter to dumb old Charlie Brown?"
"I didn't send it. Here."
Violet handed Lucy the letter, and Lucy read on.
"I can't even understand this! And it doesn't look like your writing." Said Lucy.
"Thank you, Lucy! Someone gets it!" said Violet.
"Yeah, anytime, Violet." Said Lucy.
"But who else could understand this letter? Hmm….. Maybe Charlie Brown's beagle Snoopy. He should understand it." Violet decided.
Violet took the letter to the Browns' residence, then knocked on the door. Who should open it but Sally.
"Oh. It's only you. If you wanna pick on my big brother, he's…."
"I know, Sally. He met me today. He's doing jump rope with Frieda and Patty." Violet explained.
"So you did humiliate my big brother." Said Sally.
"I just want to know if your dog is home." Replied Violet.
"He's out back." Said Sally.
Violet went round to the backyard to find Snoopy. There he was sitting on top of his doghouse. He was most surprised to see Violet.
"Beagle. Can you understand this letter?" asked Violet.
"Huh?" Snoopy quizzed.
"Can you read this letter? It's the one Charlie Brown got today." Said Violet.
"Oh!"
Violet handed the letter to Snoopy, and he tried his best to read the letter, but because he couldn't talk, he couldn't really help Violet decipher the letter.
"Nah!" Snoopy scoffed.
"Rats! But do you know anyone else who could understand it?" asked Violet.
Snoopy thought and thought. Then, he remembered Fifi.
Snoopy walked across the road to the Wolds' place to find Fifi. Fifi was out back, and Snoopy handed her the letter.
"Ah!" Fifi said.
"Hmm….. Ah!" Snoopy said.
Fifi told Snoopy in dog words what the letter said in English. Snoopy just snickered. Then, he walked back to the Browns' place where Violet was still waiting.
"Did you get any info, Beagle?" asked Violet.
"Mm hmm."
Snoopy decided it best not to show anymore of what he was told except…..
"Mon!"
"Mon?" quizzed Violet. "Wait a minute! Mon. I hear that's French for My. But what else does it say. Well, it's been a busy day. I'll ask for more info tomorrow."
When Violet got home, she found her dad.
"Er, Dad? Charlie Brown received a letter from a girl named Violet."
Mr. Gray asked Violet if she wrote it.
"No way!" said Violet. "I wouldn't waste a stupid letter on Charlie Brown!"
Mr. Gray asked for proof.
"Oh yeah." Said Violet. "Anyway, I have the letter here, and the girl named Violet seems to be French. So do you think you can read it?"
Mr. Gray said he doesn't know much French.
"So you don't know much French." Said Violet. "All I know is that Mon means My. Well, I'll have to think of someone who's been to France who's….. wait a minute! Janice has been to France recently! I'll ask her!"
Violet went over to the Emmons place next morning and knocked on the door. Who should open it but Janice.
"Good grief! It's Violet. If you want to pick on Charlie Brown….." sighed Janice.
"No, Janice." Said Violet. "He's doing jump rope with Patty and Frieda. This is something serious."
"Serious?" Janice quizzed.
"Charlie Brown received a letter, and everyone I've showed it to couldn't understand it." Explained Violet. "Since you've been to France recently, I want you to read it."
"Alright then." Said Janice.
Violet handed the letter to Janice, and Janice read it.
"Mon cher Charles,
Juste une lettre pour te prévenir,
depuis que tu es venu séjourner dans mon humble pays, je songe à visiter l'Amérique.
Mes parents sont venus chez mon oncle pour me dire que nous partons en Amérique dans quelques jours.
Pierre y emménagera aussi, à peu près en même temps que moi.
Meilleurs vœux,
Violette Honfleur."
"Violette Honfleur? Who is that?" wondered Janice.
"In English, Janice?" demanded Violet.
"Alright then, Violet." Said Janice.
"My dear Charles,
Just a letter to let you know,
ever since you came to stay in my humble country, I've been thinking of visiting America.
My parents came to my uncle's place to tell me that we'll be moving over to America in a few days.
Pierre will be moving there too, at about the same time as me.
Best wishes,
Violette Honfleur."
"It's from some girl named Violette Honfleur."
"So there is another Violet!" exclaimed Violet. "So….. oh yeah. Charlie Brown and Linus went to France once."
"I know. Linus told me just as I came back." Said Janice.
A smirk covered Violet's face.
"Oh, Charlie Brown's in for it now once I tell Heather that there's another Violet and that Charlie Brown met her!" Violet said deviously.
"You don't have to do anything, Violet." Said Janice. "I'll tell Charlie Brown about this. His life is already as unfortunate as it is."
"Rats!" sighed Violet.
Meanwhile, Charlie Brown was doing jump rope with Patty and Frieda.
"How did I get myself into this?" sighed Charlie Brown.
Then he thought.
"Must've been because I tangled Frieda, Violet and Patty in jump ropes and sent them flying when I rushed to talk to Heather."
As soon as he saw Janice,
"Charlie Brown!" called Janice.
"Janice?" Charlie Brown quizzed as he stopped jumping, and he tripped over.
"Ow!"
"Charlie Brown! You blockhead!" shouted Patty Swanson. "You were supposed to jump the rope, not stand there and think!"
"Are you alright, Charlie Brown?" asked Frieda.
Charlie Brown was tangled up in the jump rope. Soon, Patty and Frieda untangled him by pulling on the rope.
"Oh. What is it, Janice?" asked Charlie Brown.
"I got this letter Violet gave me! She told me you received it!" said Janice.
"Violet gave it to you?" quizzed Charlie Brown.
"She discovered the letter is in French, and I know what it says!"
"You do? Oh yeah. You were in France." Charlie Brown remembered.
"Let me explain what it says in English."
"Go for it, Janice."
"My dear Charles,
Just a letter to let you know,
ever since you came to stay in my humble country, I've been thinking of visiting America.
My parents came to my uncle's place to tell me that we'll be moving over to America in a few days.
Pierre will be moving there too, at about the same time as me.
Best wishes,
Violette Honfleur."
"Violette Honfleur?" pondered Charlie Brown. "Pierre? Now where have I heard those names before… hm….."
*Flashback*
Charlie Brown, Linus, Peppermint Patty, Marcie, Snoopy and Woodstock were ready to leave France. Charlie Brown was shaking hands with Violette.
"Thank you for your hospitality. This last week has been great." Charlie Brown said.
Violette walked up to Charlie Brown and hugged him, making him blush bright red.
"Au revoir, mon Charles." Said Violette. "This memento is now for you, Charles."
As Violette handed Silas' satchel to him, she kissed Charlie Brown on both cheeks, causing him to blush bright red, and chuckle with embarrassment.
At that very same time, Peppermint Patty wanted a kiss from Pierre, not noticing that he was about to kiss Marcie goodbye. Peppermint Patty did indeed get a kiss, but it wasn't from Pierre. It was from Snoopy, but Peppermint Patty didn't notice.
*Flashback over*
"Oh yeah! Linus and I stayed at her uncle's chateau during our trip to France." Said Charlie Brown.
"Hold on, Charlie Brown! You….. oh yeah. Linus told me about it when I got back from France. He told me you helped saved that chateau when it caught fire." Janice remembered.
"I did, by telling everyone about the fire."
As Charlie Brown continued his conversation, Heather walked up.
"Oh. Hi, Charlie Brown! Hi, Janice. What are you two up to?" asked Heather.
"Charlie Brown received a letter from a girl named Violette Honfleur, telling him that she and a boy named Pierre will be moving to America in a few days." Said Janice.
"Violette?" quizzed Heather.
"Violet had been searching for someone to read the letter because even she couldn't understand it." Charlie Brown said.
"After remembering I'd been to France, Violet came over to me." Janice explained.
"Violette's uncle, The Baron, hated strangers, and he didn't want her seeing me or Linus staying at the chateau during our trip to France." Said Charlie Brown.
"Good grief. Whoever this Baron is, I sure don't like the sound of him." Janice said.
"Glad I wasn't part of this student exchange program." Said Heather.
"You weren't even here, Heather." Said Charlie Brown. "And neither were you, Janice."
"You're right about that, Charlie Brown." Janice replied.
"I had to go over to the chateau because Violette's grandmother was friends with my paternal grandfather Silas Brown. That's how she found out about me." Charlie Brown said.
"So there is another Violet!" exclaimed Patty Swanson. "Gee, Violet sure will understand how it feels to be in my world, especially since there's another girl named Patty."
"Another Patty? Oh yeah. You're talking about Peppermint Patty." Janice said.
"What's more," Patty Swanson said. "her bespectacled friend Marcie just wouldn't stop calling me 'Sir'! Come on! You don't call a girl 'Sir'!"
"Er, Patty." Charlie Brown said. "It isn't pronounced Vie-oh-lit! It's Vee-uh-let!"
"Oh. Right." Patty Swanson said.
"Anyway, Charlie Brown. I…" Heather said.
"Yes?" asked Charlie Brown.
"Look forward to meeting this Violette girl, if her grandmother was friends with your grandfather."
"Phew!" Charlie Brown said with relief.
Some days later at school, everyone was sitting at their seats, when Charlie Brown walked up to grab their attention.
"Your attention please!" said Charlie Brown. "A few days ago, I received a letter that was written in French. The letter was written to tell me that some friends of mine would be moving over to America."
Everyone cheered.
Miss Donovan told everyone to pipe down and let Charlie Brown continue.
"Thank you, Miss." Charlie Brown said. "As I was saying, they will be attending this school. They'll be arriving any minute now. Thank you."
As Charlie Brown walked back to his seat, the door opened, and walking in was a girl with red hair, and dressed in a white shirt, a pink pinafore dress, white socks, and brown shoes.
"Wow! Isn't she pretty!" cried Schroeder.
"She's not that pretty!" scoffed Lucy.
"Violette Honfleur! Oh! So it was Violette!" exclaimed Charlie Brown.
Following behind Violette was a taller boy with red hair, and dressed in a light blue shirt, red shorts, and brown shoes. Peppermint Patty, eyeing the red-haired boy, blushed bright red.
"Marcie! Pierre's here too!" cried Peppermint Patty.
"Er, Sir? Are you alright?" asked Marcie.
"I bet Chuck didn't tell me Pierre would be coming over just so he could surprise me." Peppermint Patty sighed as she went into fantasy land, all due to Pierre coming back into her life.
"Sir? Sir! Come back, Sir! Come back!" called Marcie.
"Why? I'm so much happier with Pete here!"
"Mes amis! Votre attention s'il vous plait!" called Violette.
"Violette and I have just moved in." explained Pierre.
"We already know mis amis," Violette said. "mon Charles, mon Linus, mon Peppermint, and mon Marcie. We met them when they came to stay at France on a Student Exchange program. Mon Charles helped save my uncle's chateau when I accidentally set it on fire. He and his amis saved me and Linus too."
"Wow!" everyone cried.
"Merci beaucoup pour votre attention. Merci." Said Pierre.
Violette and Pierre went to take their seats.
At lunch time, Charlie Brown sat down on a bench, having his usual peanut butter sandwich.
"Can't wait for that Little Red-Haired Girl to sit with me." said Charlie Brown.
But much to Charlie Brown's surprise, a Little Red-Haired Girl did sit with him. But it wasn't his favourite Little Red-Haired Girl.
"Violette Honfleur!"
"Bonjour, mon Charles." Said Violette. "Tis a pleasure to be in America, meeting you again."
"Pleasure seeing you again, Violette. So what brings you to America?" asked Charlie Brown.
"As you may well remember, Charles," Violette began. "ma grandmother was friends with your grandfather, being the reason I saved his satchel. I gave it to you before you left France. Sometime later, after hearing about you saving mon uncle's chateau, ma parentes came and took me out of mon uncle's chateau, and mon uncle allowed it."
"What does that have to do with moving to America?" asked Charlie Brown.
"Ma grandma, the mother of ma mère, was friends with your grandfather, and ma parents decided we should move over to America and see you more often, Charles."
"Wow! Is that why Pierre moved over too?" asked Charlie Brown.
"Oui, Charles." Said Violette.
"Er….. don't sit too close to me, Violette." Said Charlie Brown. "Heather might get jealous."
"Heather?" quizzed Violette. "Qui est Heather?"
"She's my one and only…. Little Red-Haired Girl." Sighed Charlie Brown dreamily.
"Er, I have cheveux roux too, Charles." Said Violette. "Couldn't I be your Little Red-Haired Girl?"
"Well, my Little Red-Haired French Girl."
As Charlie Brown said this, Heather walked up, most surprised to see Violette sitting next to Charlie Brown.
"Oh…. Er…" Charlie Brown said as he blushed red with embarrassment, since Heather found him with another red-haired girl.
"Oh. Hello. You're Violette Honfleur. I'm Heather."
"Bonjour, Heather. Charles just told moi about it." Said Violette.
"Heard from Charlie Brown that his grandfather was friends with your grandmother." Said Heather.
Unbeknownst to either of them, Violet was watching all three. Violet was surprised that Heather wasn't talking bad about Charlie Brown.
"But…. Why?" quizzed Violet.
When the school day was over, Charlie Brown had gone home and was preparing Snoopy's food.
"Here you are, Snoopy. While you eat that, I just want to tell you." Charlie Brown said.
"Oh?" Snoopy said.
"Do you remember Violette Honfleur and Pierre?"
"Hmm…"
Snoopy thought back to the time he, Charlie Brown, Linus, Woodstock, Peppermint Patty, and Marcie had gone to France for a foreign exchange student program.
"Ah!" Snoopy cried.
"I want you to make them really feel at home, boy." Charlie Brown said.
"Oh!"
Snoopy put his front claws into his mouth, whistled, and all the Woodstocks flew toward him.
"Good grief! Why can't I have a normal dog like everyone else?" sighed Charlie Brown.
The next day, as the school day ended, Charlie Brown walked Violette to his house, and Peppermint Patty walked Pierre to the same place.
"Where exactly are you taking me, Patricia?" asked Pierre.
"You'll see, Pete. You'll see. I'm taking you to Chuck's place." Said Peppermint Patty.
"Are you taking me to your place, Charles?" asked Violette.
"I am." Charlie Brown said.
"But Pourquoi?"
"You'll see, Violette. You'll see."
When both the French kids arrived at the Browns' place, they got a big surprise. The Woodstocks had decorated the backyard with French flags and American flags everywhere, and everyone was there. There was even a replica of the Eiffel Tower to make them feel like they're still in France. There was also a banner that read "WELCOME TO AMERICA, PIERRE AND VIOLETTE!"
"Ooh la la!" cried Violette.
"Bon chagrin! A fête for us?" asked Pierre.
"Oui." Said Janice.
Janice walked up to both Violette and Pierre.
"Bonjour, Violette. Bonjour, Pierre."
"Bonjour, belle fille." Said Violette.
"Merci. Je m'appelle Janice."
"Ooh la la." Said Violette.
"I've been to your country a few weeks ago. It's a beautiful country." Said Janice.
"Ooh la la. That's merveilleux." Pierre said.
"I even got to see the lovely sights of Paris." Janice added.
There were two people missing from the welcoming party. Of course. Violet and the other Patty.
"I can't believe Heather didn't get mad at Charlie Brown for being with that other Violet!" Violet said.
"Er, Violet. Are you jealous that you're not the only Violet around?" asked Patty Swanson.
"Er, no, Patty." Said Violet.
As both Violet and Patty arrived at the Browns' place, they looked towards the backyard and saw…
"A party?" Violet exclaimed.
"A party?" added Patty Swanson. "Alright then. I guess we can duck in and greet Pierre and Violette properly."
Both Violet and Patty went into the Browns' backyard, and were most surprised to see all the detail gone into the welcoming party.
"Wow! For a blockhead, Charlie Brown has a knack of decorating!" said Violet.
Violet then turned to Violette.
"Violette!" said Violet.
"Oh! Er, Qui êtes vous?" asked Violette.
"Violet's the name. Cruelty's my game!"
Violet and Violette walked up to each other and were most surprised to see each other. Charlie Brown looked at them both in surprise.
"Both Violets together?! Good grief!" exclaimed Charlie Brown.
"Hold it! Hold the bus!" called Janice.
"What?" asked Violet.
"Quelle?" Violette added.
Linus walked over and saw both Violet and Violette together.
"Two Violets?! Together?!" exclaimed Linus.
"Oui, mon Linus." Said Violette.
Marcie saw the commotion too, and was most surprised to see both Violet and Violette. Even more so than Linus was.
"Violette and Violet?" Marcie exclaimed.
"What's it to you, Marcie?" asked Violet.
"Where are you getting at, ma Marcie?" asked Violette.
"There….. there can't be two Violets!" Marcie pointed out.
"Yes there can!" said Violet.
"Oui, il peut!" said Violette.
"Good grief! We already have two Pattys in our town, and now we have two Violets!" said Marcie.
Once the welcoming party was over, Peppermint Patty decided to walk Pierre home, happy to see him again, and that he's moved to America. Violette had other ideas, as she was approaching Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown looked around to see if Heather was still there. Much to his relief, she'd gone home already.
"Violette?" quizzed Charlie Brown.
Violette walked closer to Charlie Brown and hugged him, making him blush bright red.
"Merci beaucoup, mon Charles! You did wonders setting this welcoming fête, Charles. Merci." Said Violette, and then, she kissed Charlie Brown's left cheek, and then kissed his right. This made Charlie Brown really blush.
"Well, au revoir, mon Charles. See you at school again tomorrow!"
Meanwhile, Peppermint Patty had reached Pierre's house, Pierre looked at her.
"Merci, Patricia. Merci beaucoup for coming to my new house. Well, au revoir, ma Patricia. See you tomorrow." Said Pierre as he closed his eyes and kissed Peppermint Patty's right cheek. Peppermint Patty, feeling the kiss, blushed deep red.
"Well, goodbye, Pete! You are such a sly dog!" sighed Peppermint Patty dreamily.
Meanwhile, both Violet and Patty walked together. They were going over to Violet's house.
"How does it feel to be in my world, Violet?" asked Patty Swanson.
"In your world, Patty?" quizzed Violet.
"How there's another Violet in our town like how there's another Patty." Asked Patty Swanson.
"Another Patty?"
"Ahem. Peppermint Patty?"
"Oh yes." Said Violet. "It's interesting to know that her grandmother was friends with Charlie Brown's grandfather."
"Interesting, eh?"
"That Charlie Brown. I think I may have underestimated him. He might not be such a blockhead after all. He talked to Heather, and he even saved a chateau that had caught fire."
"Yeah. Good old Charlie Brown." Patty Swanson said.
"Yep. Good old Charlie Brown." Violet said. "How I love to hate him."
"Violet!"
"Come on, Patty! At least Charlie Brown's not here to hear me say that! But even so, good old Charlie Brown."