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Honeydew walked in and flopped down on the sofa, chucking his guitar case on the chair. Lalna walked in
"What's up Dewy? I thought you had band practice?" Honeydew looked to Lalna with sad eyes.
"I don't need them!" he stated "I'll make my own band and they'll be a silly little footnote on my epic ass!" he motioned to the sofa and got a sympathetic look from Lalna.
"Guessing they kicked you out?" Honeydew nodded with a pouted lip.
"I need some chocolate." Lalna laughed and went and got some chocolate, handing it to him and sitting next to him. Within a few moments the half bar of chocolate was o more, just a few crumbs remained on Honeydew's shirt.
"Jesus man." Lalna stated.
"How am I suppost to get money to pay for the rent?" Lomadia walked in a few seconds later.
"Got a job yet?" she asked sarcastically and got a glare in response.
"Why don't you sell one of your guitars or something?" Lalna asked his friend who raised an eyebrow
"Sell one of my guitars? Would you tell Picasso to sell one of his guitars?"
"Oh my god he's an idiot!" Lomadia stated before walking into the kitchen.
"Look Dewy, me and Lomadia are going out for a bit, don't eat too much chocolate, and try to find a job yeah?" Honeydew nodded to Lalna, who stood and patted him on the shoulder before walking out with Lomadia. Honeydew sighed and stood up, walking into his room to get changed into his dressing gown. He wasn't going anywhere today.
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After a lot of debating, he had decided to sell one of his guitars.
"Yes mint condish!" he put one of his legs up on the table, his robe a little bit too revealing. "Yes that's all." he began walking around with the phone. "Well that's a mistake! No Hendrix played this guitar! Hello?" he sighed and put the phone down on the table. The phone began ringing a few seconds later and he stood up, picked up the phone and walked over to the other seat.
"Hello?"
~"Hello this is Granny_Bacon from Creeper Green prep school, is Mr Lalna Shneebly there?"~
"Nah, he's not in." Honeydew flipped the phone chord around.
"Oh well when he is available can you please let him know that I phoned it's urgent you see one of our teachers slipped and broke her ankle."
"Mm-hmm and how long Is the gig?"
"I'm sorry?"
"How long is the job?"
"I'm guessing up to as much as a few weeks but we do need someone to start right away."
"Mm and how much are we talking here?"
"We pay our substitutes 650 Yogdollers day now do you know when Mr Shneebly will be back?"
"Yeah, you know what that's him coming in just now, LALNA PHONE!"
Honeydew messed around with the phone, playing with the wires and banging it against the chair and even his head. He rubbed the phone and put on Lalna's peculiar accent.
"Hello this is Lalna Shneebly."

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Honeydew walked in and flopped down on the sofa, chucking his guitar case on the chair. Lalna walked in
"What's up Dewy? I thought you had band practice?" Honeydew looked to Lalna with sad eyes.
"I don't need them!" he stated "I'll make my own band and they'll be a silly little footnote on my epic ass!" he motioned to the sofa and got a sympathetic look from Lalna.
"Guessing they kicked you out?" Honeydew nodded with a pouted lip.
"I need some chocolate." Lalna laughed and went and got some chocolate, handing it to him and sitting next to him. Within a few moments the half bar of chocolate was o more, just a few crumbs remained on Honeydew's shirt.
"Jesus man." Lalna stated.
"How am I suppost to get money to pay for the rent?" Lomadia walked in a few seconds later.
"Got a job yet?" she asked sarcastically and got a glare in response.
"Why don't you sell one of your guitars or something?" Lalna asked his friend who raised an eyebrow
"Sell one of my guitars? Would you tell Picasso to sell one of his guitars?"
"Oh my god he's an idiot!" Lomadia stated before walking into the kitchen.
"Look Dewy, me and Lomadia are going out for a bit, don't eat too much chocolate, and try to find a job yeah?" Honeydew nodded to Lalna, who stood and patted him on the shoulder before walking out with Lomadia. Honeydew sighed and stood up, walking into his room to get changed into his dressing gown. He wasn't going anywhere today.
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After a lot of debating, he had decided to sell one of his guitars.
"Yes mint condish!" he put one of his legs up on the table, his robe a little bit too revealing. "Yes that's all." he began walking around with the phone. "Well that's a mistake! No Hendrix played this guitar! Hello?" he sighed and put the phone down on the table. The phone began ringing a few seconds later and he stood up, picked up the phone and walked over to the other seat.
"Hello?"
~"Hello this is Granny_Bacon from Creeper Green prep school, is Mr Lalna Shneebly there?"~
"Nah, he's not in." Honeydew flipped the phone chord around.
"Oh well when he is available can you please let him know that I phoned it's urgent you see one of our teachers slipped and broke her ankle."
"Mm-hmm and how long Is the gig?"
"I'm sorry?"
"How long is the job?"
"I'm guessing up to as much as a few weeks but we do need someone to start right away."
"Mm and how much are we talking here?"
"We pay our substitutes 650 Yogdollers day now do you know when Mr Shneebly will be back?"
"Yeah, you know what that's him coming in just now, LALNA PHONE!"
Honeydew messed around with the phone, playing with the wires and banging it against the chair and even his head. He rubbed the phone and put on Lalna's peculiar accent.
"Hello this is Lalna Shneebly."