*meanwhile, in the human-pet dimension*
Pablo was teaching the kids English when suddenly Cluck-Cluck and Sailor burst in the room.
"LOOK AT THIS WEIRD THING I FOUND!" Cluck-Cluck exclaimed.
"IT LOOKS LIKE A F*CKIN.... I DUNNO BUT IT LOOKS COOL!" Sailor exclaimed.
".... that's a crack pipe," Pablo said, taking it and throwing it away.
"What's crack?" Snowflake asked.
"Don't worry about it," Pablo said.
"Why?" Snowflake asked.
"Snowy, Pablo already said not to worry. Let it go," Everest said.
"Ok...," Snowflake said, Still curious. Suddenly, Jet rolled into the room.
"Guys! Milo wants to go to the mall! Can I go?" Jet asked.
"Oh! I wanna go!" Maple exclaimed.
"I WANNA GO MORE!" Snowflake yelled.
"All of you can go. I'll drive you," Pablo said, wanting to give Everest a break.
"WAIT! Don't you think they'll need adult supervision?" Pedro exclaimed.
"Are you suggesting yourself here? Because I'm not convinced you aren't a child," Pablo said.
"OH YOU THINK YOURE SO FANCY WITH YOUR LITTLE ACCENT AND POWERS FROM THE BEYOND WELL YOU JUST DONT KNOW!!" Pedro exclaimed.
"Alright alright, all of us can go," Pablo said.
"I'll stay home and cook dinner, you kids have fun," Everest said.
"YAY! FEILD TRIP!" Cluck-Cluck exclaimed.
"YAY!" The kids cheered. Once they were all ready, they went to the mall and met Milo there. They began walking around, talking about life.
"Wouldn't it be cool if our pets started talking to us?" Snowflake asked.
"Yeah! Like what if Canada started speaking one day! Oh, what if our pets were humans?" Maple exclaimed.
"That'd be awesome... I know it'd probably never happen though...," Jet said.
"SH*T THEY GOT GERMAN PRETZELS-," Sailor exclaimed happily.
"I know it is half of your vocabulary but please, stop cursing in front of the children," Pablo said.
"OH WHATEVER WERE GETTING THAT BUSSIN SH*T NOW," Sailor exclaimed.
"Ok, ok," Pablo said. The group got German pretzels and I'm so excited me and my dad are going to the mall to get German pretzels in a bit I'm so happy.
*meanwhile, back in our universe*
Netherlands decided to finally text Canada to clarify things.
N: Bro
C: Bro?
N: I love you too bro
C: Bro... in a bro way bro?
N: In the broest way, but say the word and I will kiss you goodnight, snuggle, cuddle, take you out on a nice outing, anything for my bro
C: Bro...
Canada burst into the living room, no longer emo.
"I GOT MY OWN BROTP!" Canada exclaimed,
"HELL YEAH!" America exclaimed.
"GOOD JOB BRO!" Mexico exclaimed.
