"A TREAT? You call them TREATS?" She fluffed the little creature--it didn't LOOK edible.
Clerise followed after the other woman, laughing the whole time, even as the intense swarm of cute and not so cute things bounded around them.
She, also, not so politely, checked out Clarice's a** as she bent down to check on the surge protector.
"This is fabulous." She sat down, slowly, to ensure she wasn't about to smack her fat a** against some poor minipet, and cradled the closest thing, a
ghostly little bugger, petting him as best as she could. It was cackling, and sounded eerily like her.
"I got this," she said, giving Clarice a mock salute, staring at the room with wide, adoring eyes.
She conveniently ignored the smells (and what a ...MEDLEY of them), and grabbed for small ones, squeezing them just a bit.
They were out of control, but it didn't really matter. Clerise tossed a puffball lightly, watching it land on another, barreling it ********. So adorab--
"SOME b***h JUST STABBED ME." The redheaded jumped up, the hahyena going flying out of her lap as Clerise chased down the tiny little doll that had just SHANKED her.
"GET BACK HERE."
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