Mage's eyes widened as she remembered. She let Ashir rest on the couch, while she shot up, grinning ear to ear. "That's it! Rosaria fixed this last time! That's how we'll do it!"
Oh my Well, sometimes they're random |D;;;
Mage only huffed and picked Ashir up, sitting on a couch with him. Ashir instantly fell asleep.
Mage sighed. "No VEL, Sora's a bird, not a frog."
Then try and bear with it for now. There's nothing I can do to help, sorry! ;A;
Mage sighed, petting Sora's head. "How did we do this before? I can't remember..."
Mage sighed and ruffled Destiny's hair. "Don't worry, your mother will be fine. We'll fix him."
Mage chuckled at the kittens. They recognize his scent, thankfully. She then sighed, patting Ashir's head. "Mom, is 78 ever going to come back?" Ashir asked with curiosity, also shaking in his boots with fear. "Yes, he won't bother us anymore." Mage cooed him to calm. He did.
Mage rushed after Sora, making sure he didn't get into any more trouble. "Sora, you should be careful." she huffed. Ashir slowly walked up to Sora, the heartless cat by his side, Parma on his head. He waved hello shyly.
Mage petted Sora's head again, taking out another wanted poster of her, but then pocketed it again with a huff.
Oh? Ahahaha, I don't think I'm that good. There are many better then me, and can do things like animating, while I'm just happy I finally have a...
My father's side of the family has a lot of artistic talents, so I guess I must have taken that talent as well, though I do practice almost every...
Ah yes, very true
Ah, same, chilling, watching my sis
It's going okay, nothing too big happening.
You're very welcome, no trouble at all ^^
Shadow quietly sneaked back into Cinderella's story. 'No use sticking around, I'll fix the story later, for now, I must help dear Cinder complete her chores, so that she may even have free time.'
*patpat* Silly silly, don't be all red in the face, relax a bit, okay? =)
Shadow kept herself hidden, her will as powerful as the Grims. She mournfully looked at her work, it being ruined, but she had no time to dwell upon it. She quickly went into another story, taking birds, flowers, and toys, and returning them to the story of Beauty and the Beast. 'I will revive the stories of their happy endings, for that is the way they have been written.' The birds sung cheery notes in secrecy, the toys were bright and colorful next to the dreary town, and the newly planted flowers brought back the bees, allowing pollination.
Oh dear, you make me blush -^^- But thank you all the same.
