*in the Scorpion Den*

Morrowseer: ARRGH!

Sunny: C'mon, try to have some fun.

Morrowseer: How can I do that, when I'm spending time with the most insufferable dragons in the world?

Dune: I'm not too keen on you, either.

Thorn: Listen to my daughter, you stone-faced son a bitch.

Sunny: A little aggressive, but, thanks Mom.

Sunny: Anyway, it's just for the day. Let's enjoy it!

Dune: You do know that this is the Scorpion Den? Aka: the hive nest of the most shittiest dragons in the world.

Sunny: Think positive! Let's have dinner.

After dinner:

Sunny: OK, I apologize, I didn't know that the chef would chase us with a butcher knife if we asked for salt.

Thorn: Nah, Chef Cactus has always been sensitive about people ruining this perfect dishes.

Chef Cactus: SALT RUINS THE EXPERIENCE, YOU FUCKING WANKERS!

*Sunny dodged a knife attack*

Sunny: OK...let's go somewhere else. Like the mall!

Later:

Thorn: Morrowbitch, you cashed out my credit card!

Morrowseer: So? You're a queen.

Thorn: That's not the point! What did you even buy?

Morrowseer: I can tell what you didn't a buy: a decent attitude.

Thorn: *punches him*

Morrowseer: Help! This crazy woman is attacking me!

Morrowseer: How do I get a #MeToo out of this bitch!?

Sunny: So, Dune, what do you think of your prosthetic leg?

Dune: Eh, it works. Still would've preferred the one with lasers.

Sunny: Sorry, someone took the last one.

Winter: *holds up laser prosthetic*

Winter: Haha! See ya, sucker!

Thorn: Sunny, I finished beating up Morrowseer, are you done yet?

Sunny: Yeah! And I just made a new friend.

Thorn: Oh, who is it?

Sunny: Well, his name is Stabber. And he asked me to take his card.

Thorn: ...Sunny, check his card.

Sunny: Alright, but I don't know-- Oh dear! I have made a mistake.