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I kind of got soul-swapped with Bulba. Like, we switched bodies or whatever. I dunno, thought you guys should know. I don't know when it'll wear off. Not soon enough...

... Anyway, yeah. That's it.

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[Augh being latched onto sucked. Gladys' singing sucked. Everything about this sucked. Marie was growing more irate by the second.

Maybe she'd let go and stop singing once they were in the greenhouse. Speaking of; they had arrived. And Marie was hesitant to enter. He just glanced at Gladys.]

[She takes no mind as she pulls "Bulba" into the greenhouse. Nope, she wasn't going to let go but yes, she stopped singing... only because she was going to talk.]

Oh, I just love talking to them all, they're all really nice to me!

[At least she stopped singing. That was a start. But upon entering the greenhouse, Marie was completely overwhelmed with the feeling of life surrounding him. It would have been nice if the plants would just shut up.

Marie nervously shifted his eyes back to Gladys.]

Yeah... So, uh, do you have any plants here, or whatever?

[It's either going to be singing, dancing, or talking. Or maybe a combination of the three. ~~Talking in a singing voice while dancing.~~ BUT THERE'S THAT "WHATEVER" AGAIN.]

I actually don't have any. I'm a wandering plant, so I don't think I would be a good mother if I had any in here.

[The energetic smile turns into a softer one as she kneels down to lightly pet one of the flowers. And then she gets a little confused; why would Bulba even ask that?]

...I never told you this before? I thought I did? [Or even probably implied? For the first time ever, Gladys actually starts getting suspicious at Bulba.]

[Marie shrugged.]

I dunno, I guess I forgot. Sorry...

[Was she... petting that flower? Was that a thing that people did? Marie reached over and gently patted a fern.

See? Totally Bulba.]

It's okay! I probably didn't say it before, maybe that's why!

[She gave a reassuring smile at the other.]

I mean, I sometimes forget what I say too!

[Marie met Gladys' reassuring smile with a rather irritated frown that he couldn't seem to wipe off his face. Rather than saying anything in reply, he just shrugged. What was about to come out was another "whatever" that he managed to stifle.]

[And then Gladys is confused. Why was Bulba looking so irritated? He usually smiles and says nice things back.]

Are you sure you're okay? You look kind of angry today.

[Marie let out a sound that was something between an annoyed sigh and a groan.]

Seriously? I told you I'm just feeling kind of weird.

[He made no effort to mask the glare he was directing right at Gladys.]

[And that glare catches Gladys off in surprise. She isn't sure how to react ~~to the point of not having a suitable icon~~ and gives a small frown.]

...Well, you could at least tell me why?

It's none of your business. I'm just not in a good mood.

[Yeah. Pretty much completely forgot about trying to act like Bulba.]

~~And then they made out~~

[And then something snaps in her head.]

You don't have to be so mean! If you told me you wanted to be left alone, I would have given you some space!

[Puff of flame from her mouth, woops.]

~~Oh baby~~

[The flame. OH. That's where Marie remembered her from; Bulba's spar with Sasha. Not that that was particularly relevant anymore, but...]

Then I'm telling you now: leave me alone.

~~It was so hot and steamy~~

[Gladys isn't sure how to deal with all this. There's a mix of anger as well as feeling sad. A weird combination, and she didn't like it at all.]

Well... Fine! See if I care!

[And with a huff, she stomped out of the green house.]

[YEAH. GOOD.

Marie waited an appropriate amount of time before exiting the hell-hole that most people called the greenhouse.]

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