Words of the Constant
That ain't right.
That ain't right.
That ain't right.
That ain't right.
That ain't right.
That ain't right.
It's a flower? I guess.
Maybe we should split, eh?
I'm not comfortable with this.
That flower's lookin' a bit run down.
A haunted flower... pretty strange don't ya think, Lucy?
I guess I should be used to weird stuff by now.
Yup. It's a flower.
That flower's acting funny...
Did it just move?
I knew it!
I don't like it either, Luce.
I know, Lucy.
It seems a bit show-offy to me.
I should grow it and then chop it down!
What a waste of a perfectly good tree.
Here comes a tree!
I wonder if that's the way out of here.
It's a pretty handy headpiece, could do without the whisperin' though.
I'm sure it's still good for somethin'.
Guess he couldn't have brought that sooner, eh?
Looks like we got 'em!
Hey! Watch where you're rollin', eh?
Looks meaner this time eh, Luce?
That must be what he's looking for.
And stay down, will ya?
I get the feelin' it doesn't like us one bit, Luce.
It's trying to fence us in!
Well, third time's the charm, eh?
Guess that takes care of that!
Hey! You be careful there, bud!
Now's probably not the time to be taking a nap.
What in the Aurora Borealis is that?!
Always have a backup plan.
Real heavy one there.
A little elbow grease and we'll have an anchor.
Maybe roasting it will soften it up, eh?
Nope. Don't like the look of that.
Is there anything else to eat?
Whoa, Lucy. This is not your kind of tree.
This is not the work of an axe.
It's just as spooky in the day.
Good riddance, spooky tree.
Soon, Lucy. Soon.
Maybe it's not growin' season, eh?