Master Pravus has been dropping hints about a “Baw baw.” That’s what he calls it. He’s been making Griswold ask me if I want a baw baw or if I’ll take one. And I said “I mean, sure.” “YOU WILL?! You’ll take a baw baw. Alright. Kitty. Kitty! Before I get one, do you have […]
Read MoreMaster Pravus continues, on occasion, to attempt to poke the “Little” beast inside of me. She may in fact be in there, but as I’ve mentioned before, it’s a fleeting feeling, and it doesn’t last long for me. He had somewhat recently got me a surprise plushie. A Friendship bear. He had been probing me […]
Read MoreMaster Pravus has curiosities that I don’t entirely satisfy. I guess I’m not really a Snickers but, you know, being in general a fairly open-minded and not easily repulsed little wombat I’m fairly open to help him explore. I may not ever be the perfect snack bar for what he’s craving, but I’ll try most […]
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