horrorterror wrote:Jamie looked down,"Oh, I was trying to get a few things from command, and figured you might be able to help." She perked up, flipping through her book and showed York a page with a large picture and rather detailed description of an animal that looked like a large platypus. "Princess Sparklebutt, she's a sweetie I swear."
Agent York
"Um...the, uh...platypus?" I ask, clearing my throat and pushing the picture out of my face. "What about....Princess?" I stare over at her, blinking. "Oh! You don't want her to, um, come here to Valhalla, do you?" I take another glance at the platypus. "Sprinkle....Sparkle Princess...?"
Donut
"Georgie. Are you sure you're alright?" I ask as I recline him against the wall, scooting him down into a sitting position. "Maybe you just need to take a nap or something. You can in my room or somewhere!"







