Уовгитьчамыща

(the writer from this universe):

Hi.

Scott:

Hi.

Where's Хлеба?

I mean your Khleba.

Уовгитьчамыща:

She is outside with

Travaia trying to

figure out if those

two dangerous men

are out there.

Chamomile: Hi. Scott.

How are you?

Scott: Hi Chamomile.

I'm fine. How are you?

Chamomile: I want

more lines. I already

told you.

Уовгитьчамыща

(the writer, this universe):

You will get more lines.

Don't worry...

oh hi, Travaia.

Travaia: fwew I'm busy. Here, see

Scott, I'm writing this all down.

          

       Chamomile: I want

       more lines. I already

       told you.

       Уовгитьчамыща

       (the writer, this universe):

       You will get more lines.

       Don't worry...

       oh hi, Travaia.

       Travaia: fwew I'm busy. Here, see

       Scott, I'm writing this all down.

                     Mold: Hahaha

                     see. I told you

                     they're just actors.

                     Time Travel Changer:

                     I'm not so sure.

                     This could be a trap.

                     What's that house

                up in the air, and where

                are our fighters?

Travaia (whispering):

I wonder if that worked?!

Уовгитьчамыща (writer, this universe):

Let's wait and see, but I'm ready to punch or

                                                        act.