Chilly Boulder, Thursday Afternoon

[selfhelphero]

Billy and Topher had originally made plans to go out for an ice cream date over the weekend, but that idea had been hampered by the whole pony thing. So, of course, the day they rescheduled for was the day the island was invaded by goats. Of course.

"Tell me this wasn't our fault?" Billy said, once they were safely inside. He didn't really think

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[dollpocalypse]

"I've decided it's that girl with the baby's fault," Topher decided, intending to be reassuring. "She was sympathizing with them earlier."

Topher thought Rilla was insane.

[selfhelphero]

"That sounds like a good enough reason to me," Billy said with a nod. "At least we're safe in here?" Probably.

[dollpocalypse]

"Probably," Topher decided, not-so-discreetly dragging a chair over to stand in the way of the door, just in case. "Maybe, like, ice cream is their secret weakness or something?"

Hopeful, but probably wrong.

"So! Ice cream. I could. Like. Get us some?"

[selfhelphero]

"That'd be a good idea," Billy said, staying close to Topher just in case. "What kind do you like?"