 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Kay nodded understandingly at the prefect. She certainly understood just how mischievous pets could be. But unfortunately, she had not seen Picketta though her blue eyes were sweeping the room. She shot Derf a pitying look since Regina was speaking that sternly to him.
And yet she caught no glimpse of the bowtruckle.
"We should be careful lest we accidentally step on her,'' Kaysha murmured. Not that she doubted Picketta was silly enough get herself squashed. The adults might move too fast before she could get out of trouble.
"I'm sorry, Mr Ashburry-Hawthorne but it seems she has hidden herself.'' They'd just have to hunt a bit more... or summon the bowtruckle. |