[[fluffy sits at the computer]]

fluffy [thinking]: Ah, finally, the last Unity is DONE.

fluffy [thinking]: Holy CRAP that was a lot of work.

[[fluffy stands and stretches]]

fluffy [thinking]: Yeah, from now on I'm gonna keep my stories brief.

[[Juni tugs on fluffy's shirt]]

fluffy: Huh?

[[fluffy looks out to see several Unity characters looking forlornly at it]]

[[fluffy kneels down for Juni]]

fluffy: Yes, Juni?

Juni [written Hiero]: fluffy, do you hate us?

fluffy: No, of course not! I love you all.

Zero [non-spoken thought]: Then why you do terminate our reality?

fluffy: I didn't, I put it in a spot where I can do many more things with it.

fluffy: I have many plans, ESPECIALLY for you, Zero. And not just Twitter.

Zero: Good. Twitter is mostly boring.

Sam [Hiero]: Later on, I was such a jerk... I don't like being thought of that way.

fluffy: Aw, you weren't a jerk. You were pretty frustrated by a ridiculously bad situation.

fluffy: I figure you eventually make up with Juni and Tanya, and your nephews babysit Thena and you're all good friends.

Sam [Hiero]: Oh, that's good.

fluffy: Well, yeah, I mean, there's a lot Juni didn't pay attention to, so we never really got your point of view.

Juni [Hiero]: So I was the jerk.

fluffy: Yeah, pretty much. Sorry.

Juni [Hiero]: ... breezing kessel ...

fluffy: Mind your language. Entropy-mouth.

Tanya [Hiero]: So, am I a neutrois now?

fluffy: I don't actually know! Can't you just leave it to your imagination?

Tanya [Hiero]: I'm in YOUR imagination, hon.

fluffy: Good point. Clearly i should be sleeping instead of talking to myself. Good night, imaginary future space critters.

[[fluffy trudges off]]

[[The Duchess and the Womble arrive]]

Duchess: Hey, are we late for the Q&A with that "artist?"

[[The cast of Unity peers at the Duchess]]

Duchess: Well I'm not the one who violated causality this time.

Duchess: Oh wait, yes I am.

[[The Duchess looks over at the Womble, who is carrying four Melrose pups in its pouch. The Womble facepalms.]]

[[Saturday]]

[[fluffy sits in a barber chair, as Blanca the hair stylist starts to trim its rather long hair]]

[[Tuesday]]

[[fluffy is at work, pretending to be busy]]

Wendy: Oh, you cut your hair!

fluffy: Yeah, I was pretty overdue for a trim.

Wendy: It's cute.

fluffy: Thanks!

Wendy: Oh, sorry, you probably aren't going for "cute," right?

fluffy: No, I am! I'm all about the cute.

Wendy: Oh? I didn't know.

Wendy: Looks nice.

fluffy: Thanks.