Cobbler: Cheese are you bothering this poor guy? Sometimes I swear you don’t no when to stop.

Cheesecake: Nice way to throw yourself into the conversation little bro. Besides it’s none of your business.

Camellia: Wait… I know you, you were friends with my brother Jelly weren’t you?

Cobbler: Keyword is were. I was new, younger than him and he seemed nice. Until all the drama he felt about his blended family started bringing me down.

Camellia: Yea, I remember Dad saying he used to be a brat. You live in Peanut Brittlebay now?

The pre-op felt like it took weeks, so many appointments I was getting anxious for the surgery to actually happen. But since I knew after it was all done, I probably would be stuck inside for a long time. So I took the time to roam Peanut Brittlebay as much as possible. Since I knew I’d have to leave eventually. I was glad I did, because it led me to a couple of people that I really am grateful I met.

Cheesecake: Hi there, what’s a cute girl like you wandering alone at night?

I’ve flirted before. Badly, since none of the guys I flirted with before reciprocated. But she was definitely laying it on thick. It was kind of cute in a way.

Camellia: Oh… actually I’m transgender so… not a girl.

Cheesecake: Oh! I’m so sorry, that was rude of me. You’re just really cute. 

She laughed nervously, but I was expecting her reaction to be like it was back home. She was remarkably understanding, and didn’t seem disgusted that I was trans. It was so unlike Melonburg, it really shocked me.