Prismo was with Scarab in the time room, Scarab was stuck there with him, due to him fiddling with alternate universes. Prismo was humming to himself, writing and making different alternate universes on his laptop, he glanced over at Scarab who was sitting in the corner of the room, annoyed to even be there, Prismo smiled before he spoke.

Prismo: ’Aww.. don’t look so down Scrabby! Uh, do you wanna try writing a little something?’ Prismo said nervously, smiling at chuckling slightly