[Basically I was rereading some of my old writing and I came across this funny little bit of dialogue between Scar and Grian that I wrote and it's so freaking funny like bro. I can't even write this sorta stuff amymore. How?? Anyway, here:]
"Why does Joe have to turn everything he says into something poetical?" Scar complained from where he lay in the grass. "Some of us have pea-sized brains here, Joe!" He gestured to himself, waving his arms about wildly.
"I'm pretty sure you don't need to add 'al' to 'poetic'," Grian murmured. "I don't think that's correct, Scar."
"It is now that I've said it is so," Scar retorted immediately, before he paused, and, judging by the look on his face, tried to unpick what he'd said. "So there," he mumbled uncertainly, crossing his arms over his chest.
"No it isn't," Grian snorted. "That's stupid."
"You're stupid!"
"If I'm stupid that makes you more stupid: dumb and dumber. Who's the one with the pea-sized brain?"
"It's pea-sized because it holds our one singular braincell, remember?"
"Wha- Mumbo's the one who holds the braincell, you idiot!"
"You're an idiot!"
"Am not."
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
And so the matter of Xisuma's species was quickly dropped as Scar and Grian descended into their routine bickering, and Joe desperately tried to politely disappear. That was, until, Grian and Scar caught him in that very act, and demanded he decide who held the sacred braincell, to which Joe, in reply, questioned as to whether there was really ever any braincell to begin with (politely, of course) - which only proceeded to make things worse. And so, the question regarding Xisuma's species was not brought up again for another long, long time...
...until it was.
