Words of the Constant

This would look good coming out of the Pew-matic.

Jungle Burr

Fact: wood is flammable.

Swell. Another tree.

Need to wait a few days for it to grow back.

What do I look like, some kind of gardener?

Good thing this is a great disguise, because I don't want to be seen wearing it.

Not unexpected.

It'll grow back. I hope.

Viney Bush

Look at all those ropey branches just waiting to be used.

Viney Bush

Practically screaming to be launched through the air.

Butter

It's more a flutterer than a flyer.

Butterfly

Tell me all your flying secrets.

Butterfly

Swell. It comes with butterfly frosting.

Butter Muffin

If I launch it with my Pew-matic, will it start fluttering again?

Butterfly Wings

Nice wings. Wanna give me a ride?

Buzzard

It's almost like it doesn't want to be eaten.

Cactus

I'd be okay if it didn't grow back.

Cactus

A nice flowery projectile.

Cactus Flower

Still a little prickly.

Bottom's up!

Little bits of projectile, all wrapped up for me.

California Roll

It has a glow about it.

I know a thing or two about hot air.

That's a lot of hot air!

Needs something... It needs to not go out!

Put a balloon over that and I'm airborne again!

Swell. At least I got some ash out of the whole thing.

Swell. I feel completely safe with an open flame on my head.

Cork Candle Hat

An efficient way to adventure.

Walking Cane

It's a big Pew-matic just waiting to be fired.

Now I'm almost as good a sea captain as I am an aeronaut.

Captain Hat

Now all my things can go adventuring with me.

Cargo Boat

Makes for an aerodynamic projectile.

Carrot

It's already cut up into tiny little projectiles for me.

Roasted Carrot

A wild vegetable in its natural habitat.

Carrot

I could plant it. I could also fire it out my Pew-matic.

Carrot Seeds

Cats make better pets than dogs. It's a fact.

Nothing but stump.

With all that yarn, there must be knitter inside.

Hollow Stump

It's like walking around with a cat on my head.

Cat Cap

Ever see a fruit fly?

Cave Banana

You pick a fight with fire, you always lose.

Swell. I made baby food.

Cooked Banana

Aw, that's sweet. It grew those bananas just for me.

Cave Banana Tree

My Grandma taught me to always look under rocks.

I'm going to leave it, for now.

Sinkhole

I'm not one to reject an invitation like that.

Sinkhole

Smells like trouble. I like trouble.

Why would I want to leave?

Rope