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"Secret Garden"

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Just some quality time with my Golden Girls.

Mmm-mmm!

- I call dibs on the remote. - Oh!

- Hey, you can't just call dibs. - Dibs.

Ugh, those were my dibs, mama.

Correction, the dibs are mine.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you are not following proper

- dibs procedures. - I called dibs in the kitchen, yo.

Kitchen dibs have no standing in the living room.

You have to call dibs here. Everybody knows that!

Oh.

- Dibs! - Oh!

Dibs.

Dibs.

Stop.

You can't get all willy-nilly with dibs.

Dibs is the only thing that holds society together.

Otherwise, we'd all just grab things.

I wish to have the dibs.

The dibs! The dibs! The dibs!

I-I have the dibs.

Not how it works!

Watch my girls.

No respect for dibs is what it is.

Look how stressed out all of you are making me!

Oh, friends, Cyborg is doing the freak out.

He needs help. Oh, but the dibs.

Goodbye, sweet dibs! My friend has need of me.

Dibs!

What is happening to me?

You are experiencing the freak outs.

Oh, I'm freaking out, bad!

You are only in the first stage of your freaks getting out.

Notice your red color.

I do notice it. I'm like a lobster up in here.

Indeed. And now comes the stage two of the freak outs.

Notice the veins that are doing the bulge on your body.

Sick.

Yes, but not as sick as the stage three of the freak outs.

The grinding of the teeth.

This is the worst.

No, the worst is the stage four.

What happens in stage four?

I do not know.

No one's freak has ever gone that far out.

- What am I gonna do? - Come with me.

This is where we will banish your freaks and outs.

A bush? How is a bush going to relax me?

A bush?

Ooh!

Welcome to my secret garden, Cyborg.

This is a place I come to freak in when my freaks attempt to get out.

So many beautiful flowers.

Shh, this is a place of the quiet, Cyborg.

Oh, yeah. It is quiet.

Shh.

- What? - Try speaking a little softer.

- Like this? - Softer.

- How about now? - Oh, a little more of the quiet.

Is this good?

Oh, yes. You have made the quiet sounds.

So quiet.

- Shh. - Shh, so quiet.

Shh. No yelling in here.

No, no, no. Shh, shh, shh.

You can't yell, 'cause then you wouldn't be quiet.

- Shh. - Ah, I'm totally freakin' in.

I had no idea this garden existed.

Yes, it was my secret place to escape the stresses.

Then why did you tell me about it?

- I trust you, friend Cyborg. - Then I promise to make sure

no one ruins the peace and quiet of this sanctuary.

Shush, little birdie. We're supposed to be quiet in here.

No, friend Cyborg. He is the cool.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Hey, buddy. Stop disturbing the peace.

- He is also the cool. - My bad, dude.

Whoa, check out that chubby goldfish.

They are not the chubby goldfish. They are koi,

and they are just the way they are supposed to be.

Eat up, Chubby Chops.

I am loving this bench.

- It really cradles the buttocks. - Of course.

The buttocks cradling is essential for the not freaking outs.

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This secret garden has healed me, Star.

You are welcome to freak in, in here any time.

I called dibs on the cereal.

I already had dibs on the cereal.

But you called it in the living room!

You can't call food dibs unless you're in the kitchen.

Poor, simple Raven.

Same room dibs only apply to TV remotes and computers.

You can always call food dibs from the other room.

- Then I call dibs on it yesterday. - Oh, come on!

There've never been next day dibs on anything.

Even I know that.

- Okay, okay. Dibs! - Oh!

Have you guys been fighting over dibs again?

Haven't you learned that dibs rules are too

stressful to figure out? You guys better come with me.

- Hey, Star, what's up? - Greetings, friend Cyborg.

I was just going to freak in on the bench.

Sorry, Star. Already called dibs on the bench.

Hey, I called dibs on the bench first.

You twos can fight over your bench dibs all days

'cause I gots me the pond dibs.

Hey, I told you guys. No dibs in the garden.

What are they doing here?

They were freaking out so I invited them.

But I told you my garden was the secret!

Yeah, I get it. No one must know about this place.

The location dies with us.

I come to the garden to escape... them!

That's cold, yo, but I gets it.

- The flowers. - They were too colorful.

Don't worry, Star.

I'll just let some more sun in and the flowers will be fine.

And looks, I turned the pond into a sweet hot tub.

But what of the fish?

Oh, Chubby Chops! Oh, the tragedy.

- He has met his end. - What? No.

He's just chilin' like us. Right, Chubby Chops?

- Oh, he's dead. - You have ruined my sanctuary!

I trusted you with the secret of the garden.

This was my refuge and you pooped upon it!

You all pooped upon it!

Star, relax, you're freaking out.

Oh, no. That must be stage four of the freak out.

- The freak actually gets out. - Wow, still looks freaky, yo.

- Uh, oh. - I got dibs on the bench.

- I already called bench dibs. - The bench is mine.

Dibs, dibs, dibs.

Guys, you have to stop calling dibs. It's too stressful.

Dibs!

Uh, this is my fault probably.

I've got to get those freaked out freaks freaked back in.

Garden, garden, gotta make a garden.

What did Starfire have again? Uh, flowers.

Now for the bench.

Fish pond.

Animals. I need animals!

Oh, boy.

I am really enjoying this wonderful garden sanctuary.

Got those flowers.

And fish ponds and benches.

Such a lovely garden.

So peaceful.

Why don't you have a seat on this nice bench?

Oh. Ah. Relaxing, mmm.

The buttocks cradled.

I am so sorry I ruined your garden, Star.

You trusted me with a secret and I blew it.

You are forgiven, friend Cyborg.

You only wish to help the friends in need.

Now let us enjoy the peace and quiet of this new garden.

Howdy!

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