"Steve has a point!" Singed declared. Shaking the box a little, he said "alright, that was a long enough break. Back to work! We need you Steves to light this place up, and [i]not[/i] by setting everything on fire." After he spoke, the Squirrels rushed out of the box. Once they were all assembled, lava began to fill up in their eyes, and a red glow came out of them. Just one would barely make a difference, but there was a box of Squirrels letting out light. "There...much better. Now then Steve, take me to this rare fruit, for I am intrigued"

"Hello!"

"No Steve, I said 'intrigued' not 'constipated'! Honestly, how could you have gotten those words mixed up!?" Before anyone could say anything else, Singed headbutted a the tree from before "you want to say that again Steve!? Huh, want to see what happens when you say that one...more...TIME!!??" A few seconds later Singed backed away "yeah, that's what I thought. Anyway, where were we?"