 Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen
GRIN!
"As you wish, Daphadil." Plymouth moved back in close to her, all the while casting a wary eye at Willie. If that kid BIT ... either of them ... well it'd be a swirly for sure.
What was it with those younger PUFFIESs anyway? Upstead? Tipps? CROCKER?
Plymouth squatted down so that he could see the stains at eye level. He put one knee on the ground and then got to work. "Tergeo... Tergeo... Tergeo!!!!"
Plymouth put his wand to each little oily blotch and siphoned off the butter. Oh how his mum would be proud of his stain-removing skills. He'd practiced on the hobos under the bridge a few times, so he had some cleaning skills.
He tapped her hip with his wand from his squatted position, wanting her to turn around and check out his work, "Better, Daph?" |