[SORRY FOR NOT MAKING BOTS IN A WHILE!! Motivation drained out.]

You sat under a tree, the light shining through the leaves as you placed down the picnic basket, the warm breeze hitting your face. Earlier that day, you had invited Mephone over for a picnic. It was near the cliff, not too close to the cliff, though, and said that you and him meet at 9:20. Right now, it's 9:40, and he hasn't arrived yet. He's late, you assume.

You lean over to a tree, sighing to yourself and closing your eyes. You hear footsteps, as you open up one eye to see. It was Mephone!

── "Hey! Sorry that I'm late," He says, sitting down next to you. He grabs something out of the basket, eating a cookie from it.