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Moon Moth

Wilson P. Higgsbury

My vast scientific knowledge tells me it's... a moon butterfly.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

I've got you now.

I've never seen a moth like this before!

In my pocket you go!

It's simply not fair that they live such brief lives.

It's a bit cluttered in my pockets, please try not to get squished!

Oh, how lovely!

Hello my little friend!

Tis light as a feather on the breeze!

It is my ward, now.

How wretchedly graceful.

You can't escape my villainous grasp!

What a pretty moth!

Don't worry, we won't eat you.

Such beauty can never last.

Give up. You won't escape my grasp.

Ms. Wickerbottom

It gets its green hue from the lunar residue in its system.

Ms. Wickerbottom

I may have a use for this.

Hey, come back here!

Got you now.

Cute little fella, aintcha?

So... you like engineerin'?

Flutterby is big and green!

Green flutterby is soft.

Pixie dust tickles my nose.

I sure do like nature.

Hehe! Glowy!

Hello, Flappy friend!

A glimmering moth on wings alight.

Watch my claws now, dearest friend.

It slightly less ugly than normal butterflies.

Soft...

IT IS A USELESS BEING

YOU HAVE BEEN ENSLAVED