Sparkle: Aha! I knew you guys couldn't resist the urge to drag me here forever. One time covering for someone and now you're all hooked again, right?

*Chittering*

Sparkle: Yeah, I missed you too, now pour me a glass of that stuff and let's get this broadcast on the--

*Door opens*

Kanan: Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Slept in. Usually one of you is pelting me with acorns by no--oh.

Sparkle: Well, this is awkward.

Kanan: ... We're on the air, huh?

Sparkle: Sorry, man. Stealing your thunder. You can have some rum, though.

Kanan: Pass. And you're welcome to all the thunder you want, I guess.

Sparkle: Are you... disappointed...?

Kanan: No. But since I'm here, I'm taking some of these notes. *Rustle* So this isn't totally a waste of my time.

Sparkle: Fill your boots, then.

Kanan: Good. I will. Good morning, Fandom. This is Kanan Jarrus--

Sparkle: And I'm Sparkle, who you'll be hearing a lot of on Monday mornings from now on--

Kanan: And this is the news. With an actual note from the school yesterday, look at that. Lana was in the library, putting books on display about Earth, America, and whatever else might be good to know for out-of-towners.

Sparkle: Good job, Lana! And this page - *rustling sounds* - is mine! So, the dorms were quiet, I guess all the new kids were sleeping off the picnic or else one of the squirrels passed out on the way in to the station this morning, but in town New Kid Mae was running around on rooftops and wires and things, when Miguel swooped down to say hello. Rooftops must get pretty lonely. I really need to start taking up Parkour. I haven't just, like, scaled a building in forever.

Kanan: That's something you used to do often?

Sparkle: I bet you'd love to know, huh? Elsewhere in town, Bob was offering a 20% discount at the Magic Box. Jono was doing some serious texting over at the Groovy Tunes, I was feeling pretty musical at Demon Marcus, and Kanan here was stealing my gig at Luke's with sparklers in the pancakes. Um. Don't you mean sparklers on the pancakes?

Kanan: I've already had this talk, trust me. Summer had the same question, so we ordered some to find out.

Sparkle: And the verdict?

Kanan: Someone needs to have a long talk with the cook about food safety practices.

Sparkle: ... Ah. *Rustling* Yeah, there's that note. And this other one too, that says Jack swung by looking for coffee, and then you talked about puppy eyes and stuff?

Kanan: Yup, that's what that note says. My turn.

Sparkle: Um.

Kanan: Did that page have all of those notes on it?

Sparkle: Squirrels write small, man. At least you got the school note?

Kanan: Whatever. Fine. So I guess this is your thing from now on, kid?

Sparkle: Don't call me that. And yes.

Kanan: ...

Sparkle: ...

Kanan: .......

Sparkle: ............

Kanan: Well, enjoy. I missed sleeping in on Mondays, anyway. Take care, Fandom, I'm out.

*Door slams*

*Silence*

Sparkle: I think his feelings were hurt.

*Chittering*

Sparkle: Yeah, he'll live. Now, where was that rum?