by danicat » Wed Jul 18, 2012 9:11 pm
Droplets mum laughed softly. "Oh, you don't have to call me ma'am. Call me Fun-illa. Ok?" She winked and walked out, back into the smoothie parlour. She set about making more smoothies, ice-creams and snacks.
Droplet grinned and sipped her smoothie.
Bee looked around at the pegasi slowly.
Pastel yawned quietly.
Language shapes the way we think and determines what we think about.
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