"No," Eddie replies as he reads his book, trying to focus on the words. "What?" Buck pouts in disbelief. "I do not like worms," Eddie shrugs, still trying to finish this book that he'd been working at for a while now. "Okay but what if I were the worm?" Buck rephrased. "How would I know that though?" Eddie finally gives in and sets his book in his lap and looks at buck.
"But what if you knew I was the worm?"
"But how would I? Are you going to tell me? Worms can't speak." Eddie grins. "Ed-" buck was ready to shout. "But I love buck. And buck isn't a worm so buck doesn't have to worry about it," Eddie says interrupting Buck's angry sentence following with a grin. Eddie then picks his book back up and continues to read it to himself as buck stares back at him, slightly flustered.
