"Spark what was that-"

"What was what?"

"That."

"It's called a "dab"."

"What the hell is a dab?"

"I'll show you."

He put his nose into his right arm, and stuck out his left.

"That's easy."

She held out her right arm, and stuck her left arm straight up. He pretended to choke.

"That's wrong."

"Oh."

"Look."

He did it again, stuck his nose into his arm and stuck out his left arm.

She tried again. She put her left arm in the right position, but her right arm was the same as before.

"Are you even looking?"

"Shut up."

"Look."

Once again, he did it again.

Once again, she did it wrong.

"Candela please."

"I cAN DO IT I SWEAR."

She tried, and tried, and tried, and Spark was nealy dead and hurt of his teaching skills.

Blanche walked into the room with a water bottle. She flipped it onto the table, landing it on the bottom making it stand. She then put her nose into her arm, and stuck out her arm.

Spark died.

Candela cried.

Mystic was proud.

And the world got destroyed.

The End.