*laughs and nods, taking him along*

*follows after him, stopping every once in a while to munch on some cereal*

If you want. *laughs and shrugs*

Okay… *gets on all fours and crawls over to the cereal box, sitting on his knees and eating some and then holds it, crawling over to Tom* Ready.

Hell no! *laughs and nudges him with his foot*

Ehh… *whines* Can I crawl there?

Come, Georgia! I wanna see the rest of the garden!

Carry meeeeee!

*laughs and claps, watching him* Georgia has tricks!

*grunts lazily and stops, rolling over on his back* Georgia is full as fuck… *laughs*

I know that, buttface! Georgia is a prettier name! *laughs loudly* Still beautiful!

You’re a buttface! *smiles and attempts to do the worm with a full stomach* Look at me! I’m Georgia the whaaallleeeee!

*snorts and puts a flower in Georg’s hair* Georgia. You’re such a pretty whale!

I thought my name was Georgina? Georgia’s a state in America you ding dong! *laughs and lays down on the ground, flopping around and making whale noises* Am I still pretty? 

You would have died right there. Headline in the magazines would say “Tokio Hotel’s Bassist Georg Listing Died! Tries What He Thinks Is A New Drug Called Pollen But Is Allergic” How sad and tragic. *smirks*

*laughs and shoves him lightly* I wouldn’t have died! I just would’ve had a massive sneeze attack! 

*smiles at him and then laughs softly* Hagen.. you got a little.. *snorts and goes up to him, brushing the pollen off of his nose gently* There.

*goes cross-eyed and watches him wipe the pollen off his nose, smiling and looking at him* Thanks. Good thing i’m not allergic, huh?