"Hi Bobbi, I'm thinking of a conversation we h--"
"
Outside. Take that thing off your head, you look like one of those space alien nuts that can't even get the tinfoil right. Just because I made fun of your Indiana Jones hat once..."
"OK, once per week..."
"Now
that looks like someone I might marry again
except for those bright colors but aaanywaayy, a while ago we chatted about about hosting some slimes on Flim Flam Farm and was wondering how that was coming along now that Winter is pretty much over."
"I'd love to help you outside but you know how my skin gets a snowburn from that horrible bright reflected sunlight. I'd look pretty funny wearing a hat under my head instead of on top of it!"
"Oh, har har Ms. Neon Trashheap. You feel pretty secure making comments like that while edging closer to the door, I know your tricks! You c'mere!"
There was no 'mere anything as Bobbi hadn't strayed far from the Farmhouse door once she decided to have a little verbal fun with Abby. Bursting outside into the darkening evening, she headed right to the East towards a small copse of trees, making for the loop around the central slime hutches, but predictably tripped over an invisible root in the dark and ended up with a face full of snow sprinkled liberally with dirt. One day she would consider running with her mouth closed but that was a project for another time.
Abby was slower than Bobbi but kept the trees paid off to trip up her quarry when needed, and pounced on Bobbi while she was trying to get up. Rolling her over and pinning Bobbi's shoulders to the ground, Abby said,
"Buttertoes. You need to lift your feet while running." A small bead of sweat was rolling lazily down Abby's nose as she caught her breath and came to rest at the tip, threatening to drip onto Bobbi's. "That can't bother you, can it? After all I see twigs and a worm's butt between your teeth. My delicate perspiration couldn't possibly be disconcerting at all." Yet she hovered as close to Bobbi as possible, noses threatening to form a sweat bridge between them. Then Abby smushed their noses together rubbing the sweat everywhere and gave Bobbi a quick kiss before hopping off her.
"OK you got me outside, you clever stinker, what do you have to show me?"
Which predictably resulted the following day in:
Bobbi continued to work for another few weeks, which is to say, she paid Robin to work and did some other stuff. Like Fish for Slimejacks. And when Abigail wasn't looking, visit Ginger Island to get some things set up there. As of Spring 20, this has happened:
"But where're all the slimes?"
"Black! That's not a color, what're you doing? Actually she's pretty cute. OK, she's mine, you can't have her. And your outfit..."
"You can keep that, too."