[[They all nod. That will not be repeated to mom. What happens in the kitchen stays in the kitchen.
At least for now.
Bee tilts her head, looking at Prick. When the Quagsire gives as much of a thumbs up as a Quagsire can (he's been practicing really, really hard to get his fins to move the way he wants them to!!!!!!), she trots over to him and hops into his lap, looking up at her...dad.
Action;
At least for now.
Bee tilts her head, looking at Prick. When the Quagsire gives as much of a thumbs up as a Quagsire can (he's been practicing really, really hard to get his fins to move the way he wants them to!!!!!!), she trots over to him and hops into his lap, looking up at her...dad.
Expectantly.
What happens now?]]