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HIRD PERSON POV- THE PLANTAR'S HOUSE
"Oh, uh..." Anne started.
"Let's just tell them." Marcy whispered.
Anne nodded and let it all out. "We have three days to stay in Amphibia..."
"Oh..."
Sasha gasped. Jill's eyes sharpened. Hop Pop covered his face with his hand.
"Really?" Hoyne said.
Marcy silently nodded.
TIME SKIP- A DAY LATER
"Two days..." Marcy muttered, sitting down at the bench near the flower patch, watching the sun.
"Yup..." Anne responded, the orange colours of the late sunset reflecting on her skin.
Marcy interlocked their hands, stepping her foot to a song in mind.
Anne recognised the beat and started copying her. "No Big Deal? Seriously?" She joked.
"Ah! Sorry. My autistic little mind is killing me!" Marcy waved her free hand around.
Anne laughed. "I know it's hectic at the moment with such little time we have, but it's better with you here. "
Marcy blushed. "You too." She squeezed her hand. "Love you."
Anne smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Love you too."
Marcy gave a toothy smile back.
THIRD PERSON POV- THE PLANTAR'S HOUSE
Hoyne closed the door. "That's not good." She muttered, sitting on the couch.
"We should do something for them." Sasha suggested.
"Yeah. Sprig, Polly, you helping?" Hop Pop asked.
"Of course we are!" Sprig hopped up and down.
"What are we talkin'? Gifts? Speeches?" Polly raised a hand.
"Bingo! A gift!" Hoyne pointed out a finger, her ginger hair slightly moving.
"Like what?" Hopediah asked.
"I think I got an idea." Hoyne slammed her green hands on the table.
"Ooh, deja vu." Sasha's chills kicked in.
"Yup." Polly and Hop Pop said in unison as Jill raised a brow.
THIRD PERSON POV- MARCY AND ANNE
"We should go back before it's late." Anne suggested.
Marcy reluctantly stood up, almost tripping in a few rocks on the way.
The sun was long gone, some lingering pink around the edges of where it had set, the early stars settling in.
They made it to the door, Anne opening it carefully, trying not to alert Marcy.
Marcy was half-asleep at this point, her girlfriend leading her to the room.
THIRD PERSON POV- LIVING ROOM
"What's your idea?" Sasha asked.
"Bracelets, earrings, jewellery!" Hoyne declared.
"Good idea!" Sprig cooed.
"Coloured or painted with things like us, Newtopia, each other!" Hop Pop yelled.
"CAN I WRITE 'GAY TEENAGERS' ON IT? PLEASE?" Jill yelled.
"Sure! That's another idea, quotes!" Hoyne pulled a determined look.
"Let's get started! Jill, go to the Grub n' go, Hoyne, you find any supplies we have!" Hopediah pointed a finger out to the newts as he said their names.
Jill nodded and saluted. "On it!"
Hoyne rushed to the cupboards.
THIRD PERSON POV- MARCY AND ANNE
"Wow... tomorrow we'll only have so much time." Marcy muttered.
"Yeah... it's gonna be hard to let them go." Anne responded.
"Olivia, Yunan and Grime will need to get the news through the Plantars." Marcy sighed. "I can't even..."
Anne sat next to Marcy on the bed to comfort her, rubbing her back.
"Say goodbye." Tears formed in Marcy's eyes.
Anne moved closer, wiping a few tears.
"We'll be alright."
(A/N) COUPLE CHAPTERS TO GO! five more, probably?
(Word count: 551)
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