Claire: stares back up at him with child-like doubt.
(I have to go to work now, bye )
Bye guys! Nice talking to you!
Me: Oh, wow, thanks!
Ok Ok now I'm in the right place. Ahem. What's up?
Hey! I'm back.
The dogs liked the park, but we figure that Zelda was cramped up in a cage for a long time. She has like, zero energy for no reason, and she also has major anxiety issues. Pray that she'll get better, please.
I hope she gets better with tender loving care and lots of doggy treats.
I hope so too. She freaks out and tries to bolt a lot, and always freaks out when she sees a cat. Wanna CharChat?
Poor little thing.
You should probably make her a thunder bunker in case any storms come your way.
Why, yes I do.
She's in the thunderiest bunker we could get. The garage.
Wait that sounded weird.
Gimicani: Auntie Spooky! -tackle hugs Eerie-
Drake: Hey Aunt Eerie! -waves-
Me: Tickles Gimicani in the ribs, Get off of me, you rogue.
Wild Card: Hi again.
Gimicani: -giggles and backs off, still laughing- Hi Wild!
Drake: -squints- Have we met?
Wild: I don't know, have we? laughs
Drake: -squints some more-
Gimicani: Originally I was going to be a magician, and have a pet puppy and rat. Why did I just say that?
Wild: I don't know, why does anybody say anything at all? What if we all just kept our mouths shut and mimed everything instead of making a sound. snaps There's an idea....
Gimicani: You are so weird. Wanna read my story?
Drake: -groans holding his head in his hands- Ohh, this is going to be so embarrassing.
Wild: Nods vigorously.
Drake: Mom's still re-writing it, so it's only going to be so much.
Gimicani: It's from little bro's perspective now!
Wild: Leans forward, interested.
Me: He has made up his mind not to say a word. If you want to get a single word out of him, you'll need to make him laugh or yell.
Gimicani and Drake: -makes an exasperated noise-