Nova Peak every dollar earned was already spent

Indignant fey bears her livings, gauntlet; the challenge is pledged. He quaffs his wodge of lilliputian onions then notions to the elfin girl to tag behind his keister, trotting amain, excitedly wanting to demonstrate the senile bowlders that sat in becalmed circle-group; all telltales of the happenings and incidents — and what they remain to foregather.
the star-child took them during grace period from one his tantrums ( he remembers nought what kindles it ). Pre-existing depressions, upon proper inspection, mobbish incisions of puppy nails; therein coronated as the courtiers of the peak. Their wisdom would assist him in his endeavors, if only those craggen lips would unseal — !

The children must ascend, steadily upwards, bewaring the grass as it remains slick and misgiving from the pelting of rain. Finds no hindrance as he's done this before; concisely nodding towards the doe to mimicry his movements, however dinky she may be. 
the prince likens Marble to a pot-bellied toad, imagining her webbed toes flailing.  

If she can best it, then maybe she's just a little bit kinda cool, he gambles.

"c'fon wiffle bahy, you ca' see em' from here!", baby onions muffling his speech, he spits them out and continues, "they're talking rocks, just so you know. i'm teaching them how to sing, but the jah-... the gan-tale-men, they're kinda shy. so be nice." 

Astraeus recalls the measly pebble betwixt the girl's baby tooths. "your rock is small, see? my rocks are bigger, and can talk. with no spit on them." Dallying past to let her measure them up herself, he skips to plant his wild grab in the unturned soil.