Phoebe frowned slightly. Maybe it was just...a barrier for her. "I can't grow apples. I don't know why. Everytime I go to try, I make Pineapples." She said, reaching up and taking an apple. 


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Connor supposed that the security camera's picked him up, just standing there, as his mother came out, with a smile on her face "Con-What is it? What's wrong?" Connor didn't know how to answer. He made an attempt to speak, but nothing came out. 

"Tony!" His mother called, back to the house, and Connor wasn't surprised that his father came quickly. 

"I don't know what's wrong..." His mother said

His father budged Connor to the house, and Connor walked. He didn't get far into the house, sitting down at the dinning room table. "What's wrong, Connie?" His mother asked. 

Connor dropped his head into his hands again, and heaved a great sigh, before telling them.