Flax got their hands on the top bunk, now that their brother sleeps in a big boy bed!
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Instead of rubbing in their role reversal, Ambrosia decided to cheer up her bro, awww.
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Aster: ...Giwaffe!
Polar: Giraffe? What a unique first word, my angel! I wonder where you got that from.
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I think Flax is secretly very pleased not to have to deal with teen shenanigans just yet.
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Looks like Larkspur's birthday was just in time to allow him to go!
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Peony: For your birthday, Flax, you should consider something other than cake. Maybe pasta. Or fish.
Flax: (sounding concerned) I like cake.
Larkspur: (chuckle) Don't listen to her, Flax.
Peony: Of course, I was just being silly. (kindly) You can have as much cake as you like, sweetie.
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Daaaamn boy. Larkspur aged up handsome, and with the good sense of humour trait to boot! He's the full package - let's hope his new classmates agree.
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Peony is none too excited by the prospect of leftover birthday cake for dinner from now until forever, but she's still overjoyed for her little boy!
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Still cute af. ♡
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Larkspur: It's my birthday tomorrow! Does that mean I get to go to prom?!
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A little practise can't hurt.
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Ambrosia: (sweetly) Prom tomorrow...
Pineapple: Can I take you?
Ambrosia: Only if you break up with your story progression girlfriend.
Pineapple: Consider it done.
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Ambrosia didn't feel like explaining.
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Pineapple: Gahh, I'm terrible at this game! How come you're so much better at this than me?!
Ambrosia: (giggles) I know right? I can't believe I sent all those love letters to such a noob...
Pineapple: Wait-- you sent those?!
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Pineapple came by after school and watched Ambrosia's piano playing in a very non-platonic way. Hmmmm.
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