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I don't really have that much a story for her, but I got some things figured out.

1. She's able to do Berry Cream Magic

2. She's 5-7 years old

3. She was conceived before marriage

4. Clotted Cream split with Wildberry and Crunchy Chip because if the case Custard returned to the Creme Republic, it was something Clotted Cream wanted to do on his own.

5. No one knew Wineberry was on the way before the split.

6. She has Hollyberrian strength.

7. She considers Financier as an Auntie.

8. She considers the Elders (Excluding Custard, she's never met him)as Grandparents.

9. She was 3 months old when Crunchy and Wildberry met her for the first time

I tried incorrect Quotes Generator with these three and this was the first result.

Wildberry: While I’m gone, Crunchy Chip, you’re in charge.

Crunchy Chip: Yes!!!

Wildberry, whispering: Clotted Cream, you’re secretly in charge.

Clotted Cream: Obviously.

Store Worker: Would a Mr. Wildberry please come to the front desk? Wildberry, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem? Store Worker: points to Crunchy Chip and Clotted Cream Store Worker: I believe they belong to you? Crunchy Chip and Clotted Cream, simultaneously: We got lost :( Wildberry: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Wildberry: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container. Crunchy Chip: The cow??? Wildberry: What? Clotted Cream: Crunchy Chip, W H Y?

Wildberry: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness. Crunchy Chip: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you. Clotted Cream: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-

Wildberry: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? Clotted Cream: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- Crunchy Chip: Smad.

Wildberry: What do you think Crunchy Chip will do for a distraction?

Clotted Cream: He’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Clotted Cream: ... or he could do that.

Wildberry: Clotted Cream and I are having a baby.

Crunchy Chip: That's gre-

Wildberry, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

*The squad is having dinner together*

Wildberry: Crunchy Chip, can you pass the salt?

Crunchy Chip: *Throws Clotted Cream across the table*

Crunchy Chip: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

Clotted Cream: Crunchy no.

Wildberry: Mistlefoe.

Clotted Cream: Please stop encouraging him.

Wildberry: We need a distraction.

Clotted Cream: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Crunchy Chip, whispering: My time has come.

Wildberry: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.

Crunchy Chip: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

Wildberry: Yes!

Clotted Cream: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

Wildberry, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Crunchy Chip, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Clotted Cream: what the fuck are you guys doing?

Wildberry: playing systemic oppression

Wildberry: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

Crunchy Chip: The car takes a screenshot.

Clotted Cream: For the last time, get the fuck out.

Wildberry, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him

Clotted Cream: You did WHAT–

Crunchy Chip: William Snakepeare

*Wildberry and Crunchy Chip sitting in jail together*

Crunchy Chip: So who should we call?

Wildberry: I’d call Clotted Cream, but I feel safer in jail.

Wildberry: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Crunchy Chip: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Clotted Cream isn’t.

Wildberry: I trust Crunchy Chip.

Clotted Cream: You think he knows what he’s doing?

Wildberry: I wouldn't go that far.

Wildberry: How's the sexiest man here~?

Crunchy Chip: I don't know, how are you~?

Wildberry, flustered: I-

Clotted Cream, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!