wombatName:'Sue'
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Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was girl named Evie. She was fierce, and smart, and had a [[wombat->wombat]]. They were best friends. They would eat ice cream and go for long walks.
[after 1 second]
Oh wait…
[after 2 seconds]
…she [[doesn't have a name->WombatsName]].
You heard me. She had a pet wombat. Now [[go back to the story->introduction]].wombatName:'Roma'
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*Roma*. What a lovely name. Okay. Let's go back to the [[story->intro2]].wombatName:'Kranggg'
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Of course it's *Kranggg*. Right, let's get back to the [[story->intro2]].wombatName:'Elspeth'
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The wombat's name was Elspeth, and that is how it was. Let's get back to the [[story->intro2]].Right. Anyways! Evie and {wombatName} were inseperable. Dancing, sleeping, reading books, investigating holes in the ground, whatever it was – they did it together.
Except for one thing.
{wombatName} would never go poop in front of Evie.
> [[Eww poop!->Gross]]
> [[Well, I understand that sentiment.->Understand]]
> [[I wonder why?->Wonder]]What should the pet wombat's name be?
> [[Roma]]
> [[Kranggg]]
> [[Elspeth]]reaction: "gross"
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Eww! Who would want to _poop_ in front of anyone?!
[[Anyways…->Intro3]]reaction: "understanding"
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Well, I can understand that. We all need a little privacy.
[[Let's keep going!->Intro3]]reaction: "wonder"
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Right? They're *best friends*. Surely they feel comfortable having a poo in front of each other.
[[What could be up?->Intro3]]Well, one day they had wandered particularly far from home, across the river, right up to the edge of the Forest of Umbray. They had been having the best day, chasing willowflies, playing in the shallows, and smearing mud on each other.
"Evie," said {wombatName} suddenly. "Can we go home now? Like, *now*?"
"{wombatName}, are you okay? What's wrong?"
"I just want to go home. *Now*." {wombatName} started doing a little dance, shifting on her tip toes.