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[The message is simple enough, scrawled out in big letters for easy reading. Not that it'd be hard to read anyway, it's only two words.]

I'M SORRY

[It's not addressed to anyone, however, and it looks like someone doesn't know how to private anything.

So everyone can get it instead.

Because bears are generous creatures.]

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[Yeah, sure, Marty's neeeever rude.]

Get outta town! You know that Doc guy?! Isn't he the coolest grandpa ever?! He's all "I wear bright colors and I don't even care what you think!" That takes a lotta guts, most people aren't so daring.

[WELL, that turned his mood around.]

[Huh, he should mention Doc more often.]

Yeah, we're actually great friends back where I'm from.

[He's not calling him a grandpa though. That's just weird.]

[Every older gentleman is a grandpa to Teddie. No one's ever taught him how that actually...works.]

No way, I never would've guessed...

Mostly 'cause he likes my ideas way more than you do.

I just didn't like one of your ideas, Teddie. [That's a completely different thing.

Still, it's not the worst reason why someone thought that their relationship was weird.]

But yeah, Doc seems to really like you.

[Hearing that brightens Teddie instantly...only to have him crash back down again. After everything with Yu, Teddie isn't feeling so likable lately.]

I like him a lot, too. I don't really have a whole lot of grown up friends...

[And Marty notices that. Crap he was doing so well too.]

Hey, if you want, I can ask Doc if you want to hang out with us sometime and help build stuff.

You...You'd really do that? You...want me to hang out with you guys?

[He doesn't want to be the third bear-shaped wheel or anything...]

Sure, we both like you after all and Doc needs more friends anyway.

[Sorry Doc.]

[Even though it's audio, you can definitely hear the tears in his voice.]

T-Thank you, Marty!

You're welcome. You seem like you need someone to hang out with anyway.

I'll have you know I'm actually quite pop-bear-lar. I'm the cuddly adored mascot of Junes, after all.

You're the mascot for what?

[Teddie he has no idea what this Joo-ness is.]

[How can he not? All humans shop at Junes, he's seen it with his own eyes.]

It's a store, Marty! A STORE!

[Right, Marty forgot that all humans live in a small town in Japan.]

Alright, alright. So you're the mascot for it...?

[Because being a store mascot seems like a weird job.]

[...You mean they don't?!]

That's right, I'm the incredible Junes idol, bearloved by people everywhere!

Right, you're from the future, aren't you?

[And possibly another timeline, since he doesn't remember Junes when he went to 2015.]

[He...he doesn't think he's from the future...]

N-Nooooo? I'm from the TV World...

[... Just ignoring that TV World comment right now.]

I'm from the 1980's, Teddie.

[Watch and be amazed at Teddie's horrible concept of years.]

Erm, is that anywhere near Inaba?

[... Man, the more he knows about Teddie, the more he worries him.]

The decade, Teddie.

Decade? ...Dec-ade? Is that some kinda fancy lemonade?

So, Marty was a delicious beverage this whole time...

Do you... not understand the concept of time?

[He doesn't sound angry or offended. Just... genuinely confused.]

What kinda question is that? Of course I do! My favorite time is snack time~

[So...no. Sorry, Marty. They don't have time in the TV World. It's still a pretty new concept for him.]

[Uuuugh, is he going to have to teach him about time?]

I think I have an idea of what we should do when we hang out with Doc.

[Well Teddie can certainly see where this is heading.]

We're gonna have snack time together?! Oh man, you should SEE some of the stuff I hoard.

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