Maple
Matthew: *Shopping, puts maple in the cart*
Alfred: *Just so happened to be shopping, walking past the Canadian, gasps* MATTIE?! DID YOU JUST--?!
Matthew: *Quickly turns around* wh-what?! N-no! H-how did that m-maple get in my cart...? *Looks away*
Alfred: You said less then an hour ago that you'd rather die than buy store maple...
Matthew: I can explain!
Alfred: Than explain.
Matthew: s-someone said my maple sucked... so I'm buying store maple and putting my label on it to see if they'll like it and think it's mine...
Alfred: Pardon me while I go hunt this person down.
Matthew: Alfie?
Alfred: Yea Mattie?
Matthew: Y-Your the best bro... *hugs*
Alfred: *Grins, hugging back*
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