He whimpered as he let go and pierced daggers into his body.
He ignored the pain as he clung to her.
"Luana, please come back." He pleaded as he switched to running on all fours.
"I meant I don't care if you spoil me or not!" He yelled as he turned into his normal form and chased after her.
"I don't care."
He squeaked again.
He wrapped his tail around her hand.
"Not right now."
He squeaked happily.
Diarrhea if I have anything in my stomach and I still can't hold down anything. "No you don't. You smell like me."
"Why's that?"
"What's wrong?"
A work colleague of my mom told her to cook coca-cola so we're trying that now. He turned into his fairy form and rested on her lap.
Well, that didn't work. I just puked up the water. He rested his head on her lap and nodded.
He sat down on the floor next to her.
Nothing'll stay down. He wrapped his tentacles around her.
I'm tired of laying down and it's easier to get to the bathroom from the computer. "I generally don't like sweet things." He looked at Luana. "With one exception of course."
Great. Now I got whatever sickness my brother had. I've already thrown up about 5-6 times today. "I don't know how you all can handle sweet things."
Persuaded everyone in the cafeteria to sing happy birthday and I hate it when they do that. He chopped up the peppers and added them to the bowl Seph prepared for him. Next, he cut the lemon in half and squeezed the juices into it.
I'm going to go slaughter my annoying friends now. He put the filled bowl in front of Luana. He got out some ghost chili peppers and a lemon to put into his own bowl of food.
