Sadly, This Is Canon

Louis was sitting comfortably in a chair. He seemed to be focusing on writing something, as the typing machine was being used.

Luna: Hey Louis, whatcha doing there?

Louis: Working on a novel.

Luna: Wait. You are telling me you can write? How can your small brain be capable of such a thing?

Louis: Luna, I’m pretty sure you didn’t even know what a book was until I told you.

Luna: No need to get feisty, I was just joking around. Oh, that’s my bad, I should have realized that your brain could not have made that distinction.

Louis: Wait a minute. You can actually make jokes? This is a scientific miracle. No, this is beyond science. It is the result of the great, what some would call the work of God.

Luna: If you are implying that I am the work of God, you are most certainly right. In fact, I am the greatest work of God ever created.

Louis: God must not be very good at their job.

Before Luna could respond, Alexander walks in.