by MetaknightFan1 » Tue Apr 14, 2015 3:11 pm
"N-no, i-if you d-didn't l-like it, it m-might m-make your sickness w-worse..." Koffin stuttered, looking worried. Dane groaned. "She's not siiiiiiiiiick." he whined, falling backwards and dragging Prim with him, since she was on his lap. Soon, they were both staring up at the sky above them. "No way she's sick."