babysitter's club

The boys appeared and attached themselves to her like burrs. Theory laughed as Haiku hit her side with barely any time to catch her breath before Senyru slammed into her opposite shoulder. "Guh!" she pretend gasped, slowly and theatrically falling to her side. "You've already defeated me!" she warbled. These were the most rambunctious of the litter. She was sure Rhyme and Samara were greatful for some time to recuperate. Theo couldn't imagine how tired she'd be if these two were her sole responsibility. The least she could was help out. She giggled and wiggled beneath the two of them, trying to dislodge the pair from clambering on top of her. "Now that you've slain me, you've got to bring me back to life," Theory said, gesturing with her muzzle towards the sticky pile of honeycomb she'd collected. The young alpha stretched out her front left leg to show them a scrape on her shoulder. "Here's my mortal wound. Please apply the honey or I'll just wither away," she keened in a high, sing-song voice. Being a big sister was much more fun than she expected.

previous wc: 574
wc: 190
twc: 764