
Ic;;Belle hardly moved when Raivis had wiped her dace, ironic since she would scream bloody murder if her papa would even attempt. Belle wrapped her arms around the young mans neck, waving goodbye to the older gentleman behind the counter. She hummed softly to her doll as they got to the car and she was buckled up again. Belle checked on the frog, just to make sure he was okay and was pleased when she found that he was. Squealing again when he pulled his throat out like a slimely balloon. [align=center]
[align=center]Ooc;;