I like you begging.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Fruit platters, clearly. Have you not read the last three pages?

[Verdauga]

Answers as to why he hasn't brought me my fruit platter, I think.

[Russa Nodrey]

Ah, that makes sense.

Sheev, can I have a fruit platter? Please, Sheevie, I'm your sister!

[shisteer of nothing much]

Sheeeeeeev, can I pleeeeeeaaase have a fruit platter?

[Russa Nodrey]

Pleeease, Sheev?

[shisteer of nothing much]

Pretty please with a cherry on top?

[The Shadow of Korriban]

Mercy and friendship.

[Russa Nodrey]

...Come again?

[shisteer of nothing much]

Mercy and friendship.

Oh. You want mercy and friendship? Alrighty. *stops tickling Sheev*

[Booklover]

Pretty please with a cherry on top?

Isn't a cherry fruit? Does that mean you want a cherry on top of the fruit platter, or you'd give Sheev a cherry in return for a fruit platter which may or may not contain cherries?

[Sebias of Redwall]

The Time is Coming.

[Booklover]

That sounds like something Sheev would say.

[Sebias of Redwall]

He has been revealed some of the Truths, yes, but not enough. It shall prove to be his downfall. Until then, his own rise will come, if yet for a little while. Shall be interesting. *Sips tomato juice*

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*Infant Ebby is peacefully asleep on the fruit platter Sheev is holding*