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It is estimated that there are some 10 quintillion insects alive

at any one time. But forget about them.

This is about me, Lloyd. I'm a fly.

Come on, Abacus. Let's go find out if Arachnofly

escapes Birdby's sticky tape conundrum.

Mum, Dad. The door came off again.

This apple is going soft.

And it's starting to taste a bit bitter.

I don't love it.

Oh! In that case,

you'll both be pleased to hear the exciting news.

We're moving.

Are we finally going to live in the Big Apple?

The one in the fruit bowl?

Even better, we're moving to a whole new Biggo house.

Wait till you see it.

The entire house is an absolute tip,

an insect paradise.

Wow.

We got a letter from Lloyd. Huh?

Not you. Your big brother, Big Lloyd.

He's already dibsed us a lovely stale bagel under a sofa.

Brilliant. I love bagel.

But wait, what about Abacus?

Oh, don't worry about me. I can come visit.

Well, it's quite far,

across three busy roads and a field.

It's not a safe journey for a woodlouse.

Yeah, well, I could visit him.

Or a fly, what with all the birds and windscreens

and weather everywhere.

No, this is a journey we make once, then never again.

So, we have to say goodbye?

Forever?

I'm sorry.

When? How soon are we moving?

Soon as we're finished packing.

We should leave by the end of today.

An unclaimed dibs won't last forever.

I don't want to go, Abacus.

I don't want you to go, either, Lloyd,

but you're going to a better place for a better life.

That's true. I do love bagel.

But it won't be the same without you.

Will you two keep it down?

I'm trying to pack my things

with a poignant sense of quiet melancholy.

Oh, you're right, Abacus.

I am going to have a better life. But what about you?

You'll be all alone with no friends.

You'll be so sad and lonely. I don't mind.

No, I won't have it.

I must prepare you for a life without me.

We are gonna find you a new best friend.

Oh.

Ah, the spot where we first met,

when you fell on my head after your first flight.

Exactly. I think if it happened once,

maybe you'll get lucky again.

That would be some luck. I'm ready.

You're right. Nobody's that lucky. Come on. I've got a better idea.

Ow.

So, what qualifies you to be Abacus's best friend?

I'm shorter than him, so I'll never look down on him.

Unless I'm standing on something, obviously.

I'm charming. I'm popular.

I'm very caring.

I'm not you.

I've put "annoying" and I'm crossing Berry off the list.

My friends say I have a great personality.

Sorry. What? How many friends?

Because Abacus will not be "a friend."

Abacus will be "your best friend."

But Gummy is me best friend.

I don't have time for a best friend.

What do I want with a best friend? I just came here for some pancake.

Best friend? I'm Abacus' sister.

Yes, I knew you were, Atrophy.

Annette. Right.

But I'm already his best friend.

That's a good start.

You can't already be his best friend.

I'm his best friend.

Oh, you're my best friend, too.

We can't both be your best friend.

I don't like to pick favourites.

That's the whole point of a best friend.

They're your favourite friend.

I don't like the sound of that.

Oh, I have great respect for Abacus

and I've become very, very fond of him

during the brief time I've known him.

I also have no other friends to speak of,

so I can dedicate all of my time to developing a lasting bond.

Well, you, you are certainly more than qualified for the role,

but I do have to ask, do you promise to not eat him?

Oh, good question.

Hmm. Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.

Pbbt. Da-da-da-da-da.

I promise to try?

I'm sorry, Lloyd. I know you tried,

but I don't think there's anyone who could replace you.

Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking.

Oww.

But I already have another, better solution.

Oh.

What shall we do today, Lloyd?

It's midmorning outside the apple, just me and Lloyd.

We've eaten a single light snack, so.

I know what I'm doing, Abacus. Just keep running!

Sorry. That is not what I'd say. Did you cross reference wrong?

Oh, let me have a go. Hey, hey!

Lloyd, why is your bum so smelly?

I can't help having a smelly bum, PB.

It's just how my bum smells.

PB, you can't just make stuff up.

I don't remember writing that.

Clearly, my Lloyd response reference system

need some finetuning. What's this?

Abacus thought he might miss you too,

so I made PB Pea.

I don't even have any arms.

Abacus is not gonna miss you as much as he's gonna miss me,

so I'm not going to put as much effort in, am I?

I really appreciate it, Lloyd.

I'm just glad you're not going to feel sad

and lonely without me, too.

Ah.

There, with the help of Floyd,

Fabacus, and PB Pea, we will barely miss each other at all. Beautiful.

Do you want any fake replacements for the friends you'll miss, PB?

No, I'm too mature.

I'll be totally fine.

Lloyd, PB.

Lloyd, PB?

You shouldn't be wasting your time out here with whatever this is.

Come back inside, both of you.

He's right, Abacus. We are wasting time.

I know. You should be packing. I'll come and help.

No, I mean we should be enjoying what little time we have left.

We need to have as much fun together as possible,

and we need to have it right now! OK!

This isn't fun enough, and I can do this on my own.

We need to do more fun things now!

Ready? Ready.

Still not to the ceiling,

but that was the highest I've managed yet.

Hm.

Huh?

That's it. I did it. Yes, I won.

Finally, I won, I won, I won! I won!

Sorry, wait. You have a grapeseed attack card.

Why didn't you play that?

I'd have won if I'd played that.

You can't let me win. Even if it is our last game.

Right, play again. Properly this time.

Hm.

Ahh.

Oof.

Oh, grasshopper. Grasshopper. Grasshopper.

Grasshopper. Grasshopper.

Grasshopper.

Grasshopper. I'm getting tired, Lloyd.

We can't stop yet, Abacus. We must keep having fun.

Lloyd, it's getting late.

You should probably pack.

Huh?

Oh, you're right, Abacus.

It's time.

So, this is it. Time to go.

Time to say...

OK. I'm all packed.

Ready to leave when you are.

Hey? Oh!

What's going on? Why is nothing packed?

It's not happening. We're not moving.

What? I just finished packing. Why did no one tell me?

I tried. I said to come in, so we could tell you the news,

but you went off with Abacus all afternoon instead.

Oh, no. We had all of that fun for nothing.

I'm not gonna move.

We're not gonna say goodbye.

We're gonna stay together! We're gonna stay together!

Ahh! I don't need you anymore.

OK, steady on.

Sorry. Sorry. I'll, I'll go get him back.

So why are we no longer moving?

We got another letter from Big Lloyd with terrible news.

A cataclysmic event occurred.

The new Biggo house has suffered a great tidying.

It's an absolute tragedy. The place is spotless.

Come on, Abacus.

Now I am not moving, I've got some time to kill.

Let's go have some fun.

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