BRENDA, GET DAN AND PHIL BACK UNDER CONTROL! NYAN CAT, I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE! THE OTHERS ALREADY LEFT! IT'S THE NEW YEAR? I DON'T CARE WHETHER IT'S MY BIRTHDAY OR THE DAY WHEN THE SKY FELL ON YOUR LITTLE POPTART BODY! DAFU*?¥¥\\™_$/#/#&#&#%#%%$!**$$*$$&$&#&¥€€£¶\®<®<>>>£££¶°£

Jacob: *ignores swearing* Sabrina seems to be having a little... self-control problem. Anyway, it is time to announce the results! Shall we pop champange?

Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!

Jacob: Because the ship is...
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!

Jacob: BECAUSE THE SHIP IS... Harold: JOLIN!
June: LINDYS!
Jennyfer/Petula/Ella/Brenda: SHATTAP

-silence-

Jacob: And the ship is...
Jacob:
Jacob: ............... LINDYS!
June: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
Jennyfer: *jumps up and down* HAHA HARRY SUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAR
Petula: *hugs Brenda and Ella*
Ella: Now for the champange. *pulls Petula and Ella and Dan and Phil*
Dan: Lla-
Phil: Ma!
Harold: I. *face falls* I. *clutches heart* I. *collaspes* *hits a stack of chairs*

-silence-

Sabrina: He won't be okay.

Jacob: Okay!
Jennyfer: Guys, shall we have cake, or a new ship?
EveryoneElse: CAKE!
Dan/Phil: Llama!
Alpaca: Alpaca!
Dan/Phil: *>:(* LLAMA!
Alpaca: ALPACA.
Harold: *opens eyes* Is that an... *opens eyes fully* ALPACA?!
Jacob: *exchanges glances with Harold*
Jacob/Harold: WE'RE NAMING THIS ALPACA ALPACA!!!!!
Sabrina: Exactly why I said he wouldn't be okay. *eats tuna sandwich*
Alpaca: *glares at Dan and Phil* Alpaca.
Brenda: LEAVE DAN AND PHIL ALONE! *hugs llamas*
Sabrina: Ella, please get the champange. Petula, please go get the cake. I need to set the table while these animal people fight it out.

-meanwhile-

Harold: ALPACAS ARE BETTER THAN LLAMAS!
Brenda: LLAMA!
Jennyfer: DAN AND PHIL FOREVERRRRR
Jacob: ALPACA!
Kitty: ALPACA!
Sabrina: KITTY I KNOW YOU'RE MY ONLINE SOULMATE SO PLEASE COME HAVE SOME CAKE GUYS THIS IS MY INTERTRAP SOULMATE

Ella: Let's go eat some cake first.
Petula: Okay.