~The Foursome of Pantala's future~

Bumblebee: Snudoo, snudoo, snudoo.

Maple: Play with us. Please, please, please–

Sundew: SHUT THE FU—

Willow: . . .

*Glares*

Sundew: I mean sure. Of course, whatever. What do you want to do? Unleash some bullet ants on Grandma Belladonna? Oooh, maybe kill another dragon. Do you wanna drown them this time, or choke them to death?

Willow: Sundew!

Blue: Honeybee, maybe don't do that to Velvet Ouch! Keep your flamesilk in! Honeybee!

Cricket: I'll tell you an amazing fact if you stop burning Velvet.

*Completly ignored.*

Honeybee: No one likes your boring facts or stories about how many legs an insect has, mom!

*Sundew gives an approving nod to Honeybee while running away from Maple and Bumblebee who were chasing her with a cobra lily in their talons.*

Sundew: Why can't you be my daughter Honeybee?

Luna: And this is how you make sure you don't sit in honey drops, Beetle. You'll be a lot more charming in the future if you learn this skill.

Beetle: How do you know, mommy?

Luna: I learned that from a couple of . . . experiences. Ahem, ahem.

*Swordtail slowly backs away, with an awkward grin.*