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Stretching before pawing open the window to the kitchen, Lovebug squints as soon as the sun hits their eyes. They sigh soon after, though, happy to feel the warmth of the sun hitting their fur. It's finally the start of summer, and she can't wait. Summer is generally the most bustling time of the year, so more opportunities to help baby Gachagons, more opportunities to help others out, to bake for everyone she knows... what isn't there for her to love! ...Ah, the sheer brightness of th...

The usual peace of the uniform and undisturbed meadow seems to be... interrupted. A trail of trampled clovers and hardening droplets of candle wax seem to extend for a long ways out... caused by no other than Wicke. It flicks its ear, subsequently getting wax thrown further out into the meadow as it slowly waddles through. Its peace is interrupted by another creature running up to it, coming to such an abrupt halt that it can almost hear the comedic skidding sounds. "Wait wait...