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"You know, Junior's just as bad as I am. He knows like, at least twelve of those swear words." Laura pouted.

but the “me” i want to be likes to curse. (from Laura)

"Don't make me call your father."

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"You're threatening an 8 year old?!" Laura gasped, blinking until tears came to her eyes. "Mr. Junior's Dad, that's so mean. I didn't even say any of them."

but the “me” i want to be likes to curse. (from Laura)

"Don't make me call your father."

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"Call him! Do it, I dare you! It's not even the worst thing I've ever done, allegedly! My dad taught me all thirteen swear words, and the three secret ones he said are only for emergencies."

but the “me” i want to be likes to curse. (from Laura)

"Don't make me call your father."

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"That's the best part. This time of year, everyone's got cookies. Fresh baked." she rolled out blueprints she apparently had this entire time. "We'll have to... break in."

"I stocked up on fancy chocolates for christmas three days ago. Now they're gone. I am full of sugar and regret." (from francois)

"Oh, Francois," Laura tsk'd, shaking her head. "You never break into the chocolate unless you have a steady stock of Christmas cookies on hand! You have to balance your diet between chocolates and cookies, so you get your grains in, and sometimes your sprinkles. Those are important for energy."

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"Oh, I wouldn't kill you. I still need you! We have more crimes to do, Junior. Besides, c'mon, you're just jealous you didn't think of it first."

"Present time! This one's for you." (From Laura, who I spent an unfortunate amount of time trying to call her "Leah" in my brain and knowing that wasn't right)

“Yippee!” Junior called out before violently shaking the present to try to figure out what’s inside as though just opening it was not a possibility.

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"Brother, we'll get you the kind with the little sprinkles, and the kind with lots of colored sugar. And even the beautiful, elusive, frosted cookies. The ones we aren't supposed to touch."

"I stocked up on fancy chocolates for christmas three days ago. Now they're gone. I am full of sugar and regret." (from francois)

"Oh, Francois," Laura tsk'd, shaking her head. "You never break into the chocolate unless you have a steady stock of Christmas cookies on hand! You have to balance your diet between chocolates and cookies, so you get your grains in, and sometimes your sprinkles. Those are important for energy."

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To Laura's credit, as the box landed quite some ways away, it did explode with smoke and confetti. Nothing too dangerous, of course. She stood up and exited from behind the couch, laughing. "Oh! You should've seen your face! Ha! But look how cool that was!"

"Present time! This one's for you." (From Laura, who I spent an unfortunate amount of time trying to call her "Leah" in my brain and knowing that wasn't right)

“Yippee!” Junior called out before violently shaking the present to try to figure out what’s inside as though just opening it was not a possibility.

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Laura considered the offer, but she still need Francois for the crime ring. "Okay, well, you could do that, or... we could make some Christmas cookies! To make you feel better. Or find some. Or steal some."

"I stocked up on fancy chocolates for christmas three days ago. Now they're gone. I am full of sugar and regret." (from francois)

"Oh, Francois," Laura tsk'd, shaking her head. "You never break into the chocolate unless you have a steady stock of Christmas cookies on hand! You have to balance your diet between chocolates and cookies, so you get your grains in, and sometimes your sprinkles. Those are important for energy."

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"Well, I don't remember years 0-3, but I think that's highly unlikely. No, the last few years I've spent the holiday mostly at home eating stovetop stuffing and canned cranberry sauce, and watching movies. I've never once had to cook a turkey."

"I need to confess something. I've never cooked a turkey before." (From Nezzer)

"Never? Not in your 37 years?"

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"JUNIOR, NO! YOU CAN'T SHAKE IT, IT'LL EXPLODE!" She shrieked, diving behind a couch. "Throw it as far as you can Junior! Quickly!"

"Present time! This one's for you." (From Laura, who I spent an unfortunate amount of time trying to call her "Leah" in my brain and knowing that wasn't right)

“Yippee!” Junior called out before violently shaking the present to try to figure out what’s inside as though just opening it was not a possibility.

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"I stocked up on fancy chocolates for christmas three days ago. Now they're gone. I am full of sugar and regret." (from francois)

"Oh, Francois," Laura tsk'd, shaking her head. "You never break into the chocolate unless you have a steady stock of Christmas cookies on hand! You have to balance your diet between chocolates and cookies, so you get your grains in, and sometimes your sprinkles. Those are important for energy."

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Seriously, Dad Carrot is so under appreciated in the VeggieTales fandom.

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"How was I to know that?" She snapped, frustrated. "I don't speak French-Blueberrian. I don't even speak regular French! It sounds just like 'infants'!"

‘ run as fast as you can. ’ (from francois)

Laura looked at Francois with wide eyes. Now, more than ever, she wished she had that getaway car. Still, she put on a brave front for the small French Blueberry. "I don't back down from fights, and neither should you. What happened?"

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"Oh! Oh." Laura felt a little disappointed, but her fight or flight reflex calmed down as well. "We're not infants, Francois. We're like, eight. I am, maybe. I don't know how old you are. Aren't we too old for games?"

‘ run as fast as you can. ’ (from francois)

Laura looked at Francois with wide eyes. Now, more than ever, she wished she had that getaway car. Still, she put on a brave front for the small French Blueberry. "I don't back down from fights, and neither should you. What happened?"

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‘ run as fast as you can. ’ (from francois)

Laura looked at Francois with wide eyes. Now, more than ever, she wished she had that getaway car. Still, she put on a brave front for the small French Blueberry. "I don't back down from fights, and neither should you. What happened?"

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Are you related to either of those weird carrots? the bathroom and egg ones? (either verse i fuckin guess)

"No, not all carrots are related. In fact, not all carrots come from carrots! It's a weird genetic thing. I don't know. I'm only like, eight, so I can't explain that biology yet. Like blue eyes, I think?"

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"You're the only family for me! Edmund's like my brother. I mean, ever since I lost Lenny..." she said, looking solemnly to the side. She had poisoned him too, but that was a story for another time.

“ i thought you were someone special . ” (from rev gilbert)

"Thanks Mr. Pastor. I am pretty special." Laura answered confidently.