Vanhoover

Muse blushed, and gasped. "Wow... it's amazing! Thank you!!!" She tried not to devoure it like a timber wolf. "It's amazing!" she said, as she ate, slapping the floor with her fin, happily.

Poniville

Mr. Potato Head blinked, muttering something under his moastach.

Couch smiled. "That ok. I understand him. Neither I or Muse gotten farmers. It's disappointing for him, and he feel like he is losing to the Apples.. and more than that to his brother." He led to the dinning room. Onion springles greeted her. "Hello dear..." there was some akwardness in her toward the changling. But much less than her husband.
She preapared a potatoes filled with rice and sauce.
"You.. don't have to eat... if.. it's.. not your thing." she said akwardly, smiling a too big grin.