Gumdrop: Well, as my grandpa told me…
Granddrop: When in doubt, rely on the trolls for help. Also, I contracted AIDS for the 10th time and I’m gonna die.
Gumdrop: That was sad, but I need to get to work. Time to ask the trolls for advice.
*Gumdrop walks to trolls*
Gumdrop: Trolls, how do I get to space?
Troll: Well, you can start by going up your butt and around the corner.
Troll 2: Billy! Actually, what you’re supposed to do is...
*Troll 2 whispers to Gumdrop*
Gumdrop: Oh, thanks for the help! (By the way, your breath smells like an unwashed sock). Now that the trolls gave me some science tips, it’s time to get to work.
*Gumdrop pulls off stick thingy from Diary*
*Gumdrop bends the stick thingy*
*Gumdrop throws the stick*
*Gumdrop run-jumps to the stick so she can use the propulsion from it to go to space*
Gumdrop: Oh wow, I’m in space! Just have to do one more thing.
*Diary is shot in the head*
Gumdrop: Hey, at least she gets