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"Going Bananas" by 77thbigby
"Well, I think we’ve been out here long enough,” Nigel said to Einstein.
In agreement, the red Blumaroo and Geeky Geb turned their backs on the perfectly nice day and entered their Neohome. They stepped into chaos, in stark contrast of the nice day outside. For a horrifying moment, Nigel thought they had been robbed. He heard noise coming from the kitchen and began to head in that direction when his brother, Drew burst out, bouncing and twirling. The strange thing was that the yellow Blumaroo was holding bananas.
Then, Drew began to sing at the top of his lungs.
“Bananas, bananas, I love you. Yes, I do. I love bananas, sweet and true.”
The yellow Blum broke off and began humming. Spotting his brother, he bounced on his tail and shoved the bundle of bananas that he held in Nigel’s face.
“Nigel, isn’t it wonderful? Bananas!” Drew said, sounding crazed.
“Yeah, right. Wonderful,” Nigel said, nodding quickly and speaking as he would to a child.
Delighted, Drew bounced away, hugging the yellow fruit to him. Nigel was dumbfounded.
“More like he’s going bananas,” Nigel said to Einstein.
The red Blumaroo pushed his black framed glasses back up the bridge of his nose. He began to clean up, talking to Einstein as he worked. He was trying to make sense of it all.
“Drew isn’t the brightest crayon in the box but he isn’t crazy. Well, at least, I thought he wasn’t crazy. Why bananas? He was just fine this morning. He was the one that told us to go outside for some fresh air and to enjoy nature. Look what came of that! My brother has taken complete leave of his senses.”
In agreement, the red Blumaroo and Geeky Geb turned their backs on the perfectly nice day and entered their Neohome. They stepped into chaos, in stark contrast of the nice day outside. For a horrifying moment, Nigel thought they had been robbed.
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