TICK: Come on! Please?
TOCK: Only if you get on your knees and beg.
TICK gets on her knees and prepares to beg. TOCK crosses her arms.
TICK: Please, please, please, can we go pet the wal—
TICK collapses sideways as she falls asleep. TOCK rolls her eyes and drinks some hot chocolate while using the sleeping TICK as a stool.
~~~ three hours later ~~~
TICK: —ruses
TOCK (sighs): I suppose that was sufficient begging. Let’s go.
TICK squeals in delight
TICK and TOCK head to the snowy northern coast of Eureka. After three seconds of intense hiking, they find a walrus. They proceed to pet the walrus vigorously.
~~~ three hours later ~~~
TICK (scratching TOCK): Why are you so itchy?!
TOCK (scratching TICK): Why are you so itchy!?
TICK and TOCK: Quinn!!!
QUINN (exasperated): What?!
TICK and TOCK: Why are we so itchy!?!
QUINN: (Shrugs) It was probably the walrus. Did you check the walrus for poison ivy?
TICK and TOCK look at each other skeptically.
~~~~ END