Flax got their hands on the top bunk, now that their brother sleeps in a big boy bed!
Instead of rubbing in their role reversal, Ambrosia decided to cheer up her bro, awww.
Despite being a total social butterfly as a child, Larkspur had a terrible time at prom </3 Might have something to do with aging up right before and not knowing anyone? Poor kid.
Aster: ...Giwaffe!
Polar: Giraffe? What a unique first word, my angel! I wonder where you got that from.
I think Flax is secretly very pleased not to have to deal with teen shenanigans just yet.
Looks like Larkspur's birthday was just in time to allow him to go!
Ambrosia's looking glum because the game glitched and wouldn't let her and Pineapple go to prom together after all. Luckily, the events more than made up for it, and the two of them are now official!
Peony: For your birthday, Flax, you should consider something other than cake. Maybe pasta. Or fish.
Flax: (sounding concerned) I like cake.
Larkspur: (chuckle) Don't listen to her, Flax.
Peony: Of course, I was just being silly. (kindly) You can have as much cake as you like, sweetie.
Daaaamn boy. Larkspur aged up handsome, and with the good sense of humour trait to boot! He's the full package - let's hope his new classmates agree.
Peony is none too excited by the prospect of leftover birthday cake for dinner from now until forever, but she's still overjoyed for her little boy!
Larkspur: It's my birthday tomorrow! Does that mean I get to go to prom?!
Ambrosia: (sweetly) Prom tomorrow...
Pineapple: Can I take you?
Ambrosia: Only if you break up with your story progression girlfriend.
Pineapple: Consider it done.
Ambrosia didn't feel like explaining.
Pineapple: Gahh, I'm terrible at this game! How come you're so much better at this than me?!
Ambrosia: (giggles) I know right? I can't believe I sent all those love letters to such a noob...
Pineapple: Wait-- you sent those?!
Pineapple came by after school and watched Ambrosia's piano playing in a very non-platonic way. Hmmmm.