Branch/Call

Ice: A weird dream?

Splice: Yeah...

Ice: Do tell.

Splice: Uhhh...what?

Ice: It's Medieval-speak for "tell me".

Splice: Still don't get it.

Ice: *Facepalm*

Splice: *Punched in face by a random crow* Ow! Watch where ya going, ya fool! So, anyways...

The screen fades to black for a while, and then it turns back on.

Splice: ...Then I woke up. *Crowpunch* Geez, you have a real crow problem here.

Ice: Uhhh...what is this "Branch" you speak of?

Splice: That's what I'd like to know!

Pre: Hey, Splice, can we stop at the Fruit Shack? I'm getting humgry.

Splice:...Okay. We're going to the Fruit Shack, Ice. Wanna come?

Ice: No thanks. I just ate.

Splice: ...-3- You're a poo.

And so, Splice and Pre begin their journey to the nearest Fruit Shack to get some nommers.

Splice: *Crowpunch* GRRR! Them Crooked Vultures!

Pre: You know them?

Splice: What? No, I said that because I think that crows are just crooked vultures. Except prettier.

Pre: Oh, okay.

...

The nearest Fruit Shack is about a few miles away.

Pre: Grrr...I'm staaaaaaaaaaarviiiiiiiiiiing-uh.

Splice: Geez, did that stomach injury affect you that much?

Pre: Yeah.