Spice walks down the orchard, thinking to himself
 
???: Hey.
 
Spice: ?
 
???: Up here.
 
Spice: looks up …Syrup… what are you doing?
 
Syrup: I’m in a tree.
 
Spice: Why are you in a tree…?
 
Syrup: Um… I like trees.
 
Spice: …
 
Syrup: …Gale left me up here.
 
Spice: Oh, sweet apple sauce, what did you do this time?
 
Syrup: Nothing! Well… I did sneeze on her, but it was by accident!
 
Spice: snicker
 
Syrup: It’s not funny. How am I supposed to get down?
 
Spice: Why? Are you afraid of heights?
 
Syrup: What? Of course not! I’m not even that high up!
 
Spice: Hmm. Okay, you should be able to get down then.
 
Syrup: What? How?
 
Spice: Jump.
 
Syrup: No way!
 
Spice: Do you need to be rescued?
 
Syrup: NO WAY!
 
Spice: Okay, bye then.
 
Syrup: Huh?
 
Spice: You seem to have this under control. walks off
 
Syrup: Wait, no! COME BACK! ;-;
 

 
 
Finally Spice and Syrup get their own little short story. Syrup’s a freaking coward, for the record.