by Mistress Guendolen » Wed Jun 06, 2007 8:14 pm
"It didn't smell bad and it was dark? Is that any reason to randomly drink something you find lying on the ground? Do you normally do that?!" She briefly wondered if he'd been high or something, but decided not to mention that possibility. "And I most certainly can talk, because I, unlike everyone else, didn't drink one! It got spilled on me while trying to stop someone else from playing with the bottle! We thought the cure was the stuff in white bottles, but we found a white bottle, and my new- well, sort-of boyfriend- drank it to stop being a pocket-sized faerie, and did for a minute- but then turned into that!" A hand flailed towards little schoolgirl Clark. Her breath hitched sharply, and for some reason, her stomach gave a brief lurch. Must be stress, anger, and disappointment, all bundling together with exhaustion to attack her....
Adding to the magical kitten girl army...one huggle at a time mraa