Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190720185935/@comment-39062437-20190810222718

(Lucy pops up from behind them)

Lucy: Hey, guys.

Lincoln & Luna: (startled) AHHH!

Luna: Lucy!

Lincoln: It was you! You've been hiding secrets from us all the time. You must've stolen Luna's guitar in the middle of the night.

Lucy: The only thing I steal at night is poetic talent. I even wrote a poem about Luna's guitar. "The sound of strumming, the feeling of string. The way it plays music will make you sing."

Luna: Uh... nice poem.

Lucy: Thank you. (Leaves)