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The afternoon sun slices through the dusty air of the playground, casting long shadows over the mismatched group. A splash echoes from the nearby pond where Allister Gator's snout breaks the surface, then sinks back. Baba Chops stands apart, arms crossed, her voice a flat murmur against Icky Licky's shrill boasts. "I did it! Me, me, me!" he crows, bouncing on his heels. Rabie Baby leans in, eyes gleaming, while Simon Smoke preens, ready to one-up him. Poe glares at the sunlight from the shade, and Touille rummages through a trash can, oblivious. Maggie Mako licks her lips, watching for dropped snacks. The chaos hangs thick—until Simon opens his mouth again. you, what do you make of this crew?