Hel just stared at Mot, holding the door open and letting the cold air and snow inside.
Her lips slowly curled upwards like a Grinch who had stolen Christmastival. “Troooooooooooollop ~ !” She squealed out, and then bolted out the door, laughing like a maniac.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
||||
|
![]() |
|
![]() |
Goto Page: [|«] [<] 1 2 3 ... 4 5 | ![]() |