-POOF!-
Dire was under Woody's barstool, squeezing Mr.Emotion's cheeks.
"...And that's the last time you-- Oh, what do we have here..? Implant paitients, I hope"
An evil grin crept across her face, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
"You'll be entertaining, yes."
She giggled darkly and slid out from the barstool, still squeezing Mr.Emotion's cheeks.
Dire was under Woody's barstool, squeezing Mr.Emotion's cheeks.
"...And that's the last time you-- Oh, what do we have here..? Implant paitients, I hope"
An evil grin crept across her face, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
"You'll be entertaining, yes."
She giggled darkly and slid out from the barstool, still squeezing Mr.Emotion's cheeks.