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I'd love to take her! Also, maybe try some ginger and honey in hot/warm water? It might help if your throat is sore from the coughing.
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Frederica didn't feel herself get shoved out of the way. She couldn't hear her father's words to her as her parents surrounded the body of her sister. All she felt was numb. She had failed to protect her sister, her dear Erika, whom depended on her. She had failed. And Erika had been the one to pay for it.
Vice looked over the scene, and couldn't help but snarl at Hemlock's gross mistreatment of his daughter. It was no secret he had favored Erika, they both did. But at least Cecelia had tried to give her attention. And now, looking at the trembling Pearlcatcher before him, he knew he had to say something.
But not now. Frederica needed someone and Hemlock was obviously not going to step up and be a real father to her.
Frederica looked up in surprise as a red claw rested itself on her shoulder. She turned to find Vice standing over her. His eyes lit up upon seeing the nasty wound on her shoulder.
"Come here, Frederica....Its alright, I promise you..." The words brought the tears she had been fighting back to come forth from her eyes, and in a split second, she was clinging onto the Spiral, sobbing into his shoulder. All he could do was hold the Pearlcatcher close and try his best to comfort her. His heart broke, seeing the anguish she was in.
It was decided that Erika would be buried next to her brother, a while aways from their current home. Wisteria, Buttercup, Hemlock, Cecelia, and Frederica would make the trip, with Vice being appointed leader in Wisteria's absence. He began pondering as the others made their way back to their home. His ears twitched as he picked up sounds coming from the shelter. The rustling and talking coming from their home certainly did not belong to any dragon of theirs.
Vice stopped as he looked at two strange dragons feasting on their leftover dinner together, idly chatting away and enjoying it as if it were theirs.
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"My compliments to the chef!" The Wildclaw chuckled to his Ridgeback companion. She nodded energetically.
"I'll tell her such when she gets back from burying a dead member of our group." Vice spat from behind them. The two dragons froze, before slowly turning to find a group of dragons behind them.
"O-Oh, could you do that for us? Tha-That'd be great!" The Wildclaw jumped to his feet, unsure of how to proceed. "I thought this place was abandoned....My apologies! It's my fault entirely, Panore just follows my lead. I'm Lonnie, by the way. We really didn't mean to come here and just eat everything......It was just the first real food we've had in a while." Lonnie sheepishly grinned, shrinking under the harsh gaze of the Spiral.
"Right.....Now, are you two staying, or leaving?" Vice duly asked, sighing.
"Uh, we'll just finish and.....take care of our dishes...." Lonnie glanced to Panore, who nodded. Lonnie charged at Vice, trying to slash his neck, only to get blasted by an icy ball. Chrysanthemum glanced at Vice to see if he was alright, before freezing Lonnie to the ground. He struggled, shaking his head at Panore, who lost her resolve to fight.
"You're staying until Wisteria gets back and decides what to do with you. Chrys, hold him there. You, Panore, right? If you know whats best for you, you'd stay without any intervention." The Ridgeback nodded meekly. "Good."
Frederica watched as the group slowly walked away from Erika's grave. Next to Theodore. She'd remember those names. She was the only one to carry them.
"Theodore.....Erika, Theodore...And Freddy." The Pearlcatcher resolved. Her eyes shifted until she noticed the others had gotten out of sight. Then, her claws went to work digging up her sister's grave. She dug until she had gotten to the pink pearl in her sister's claws.
"Ih'm sorry sis.....Let me be selfish...jus one more time in my life." Freddy murmured, picking up the pearl and stuffing it in her bag. A Pearlcatcher needed a pearl. And Freddy couldn't make one herself. Quickly, she reburyed her sister, allowing a tear to drop onto the grave, before she scurried quickly after the others.
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I had a lot of stuff get in the way of this update, but its finally here! I'm sorry it took forever! I'm going to be updating this regularly from now on now that I have a bit of free time. ^^
I've gotten three familiar pulls in a row and I'm drowning in dragons. There is one last dragon who hasn't been introduced, and they aren't on the dragons page yet. But I am so excited for when they get introduced. It'll be fun.
[b]Thanks to Belviere to taking Erika and making her look amazing! You guys should really check her out in their lair. Erika has a nice outfit and great lore and yeah. Props to Bel! [/b]
Frederica didn't feel herself get shoved out of the way. She couldn't hear her father's words to her as her parents surrounded the body of her sister. All she felt was numb. She had failed to protect her sister, her dear Erika, whom depended on her. She had failed. And Erika had been the one to pay for it.
Vice looked over the scene, and couldn't help but snarl at Hemlock's gross mistreatment of his daughter. It was no secret he had favored Erika, they both did. But at least Cecelia had tried to give her attention. And now, looking at the trembling Pearlcatcher before him, he knew he had to say something.
But not now. Frederica needed someone and Hemlock was obviously not going to step up and be a real father to her.
Frederica looked up in surprise as a red claw rested itself on her shoulder. She turned to find Vice standing over her. His eyes lit up upon seeing the nasty wound on her shoulder.
"Come here, Frederica....Its alright, I promise you..." The words brought the tears she had been fighting back to come forth from her eyes, and in a split second, she was clinging onto the Spiral, sobbing into his shoulder. All he could do was hold the Pearlcatcher close and try his best to comfort her. His heart broke, seeing the anguish she was in.
It was decided that Erika would be buried next to her brother, a while aways from their current home. Wisteria, Buttercup, Hemlock, Cecelia, and Frederica would make the trip, with Vice being appointed leader in Wisteria's absence. He began pondering as the others made their way back to their home. His ears twitched as he picked up sounds coming from the shelter. The rustling and talking coming from their home certainly did not belong to any dragon of theirs.
Vice stopped as he looked at two strange dragons feasting on their leftover dinner together, idly chatting away and enjoying it as if it were theirs.
"My compliments to the chef!" The Wildclaw chuckled to his Ridgeback companion. She nodded energetically.
"I'll tell her such when she gets back from burying a dead member of our group." Vice spat from behind them. The two dragons froze, before slowly turning to find a group of dragons behind them.
"O-Oh, could you do that for us? Tha-That'd be great!" The Wildclaw jumped to his feet, unsure of how to proceed. "I thought this place was abandoned....My apologies! It's my fault entirely, Panore just follows my lead. I'm Lonnie, by the way. We really didn't mean to come here and just eat everything......It was just the first real food we've had in a while." Lonnie sheepishly grinned, shrinking under the harsh gaze of the Spiral.
"Right.....Now, are you two staying, or leaving?" Vice duly asked, sighing.
"Uh, we'll just finish and.....take care of our dishes...." Lonnie glanced to Panore, who nodded. Lonnie charged at Vice, trying to slash his neck, only to get blasted by an icy ball. Chrysanthemum glanced at Vice to see if he was alright, before freezing Lonnie to the ground. He struggled, shaking his head at Panore, who lost her resolve to fight.
"You're staying until Wisteria gets back and decides what to do with you. Chrys, hold him there. You, Panore, right? If you know whats best for you, you'd stay without any intervention." The Ridgeback nodded meekly. "Good."
Frederica watched as the group slowly walked away from Erika's grave. Next to Theodore. She'd remember those names. She was the only one to carry them.
"Theodore.....Erika, Theodore...And Freddy." The Pearlcatcher resolved. Her eyes shifted until she noticed the others had gotten out of sight. Then, her claws went to work digging up her sister's grave. She dug until she had gotten to the pink pearl in her sister's claws.
"Ih'm sorry sis.....Let me be selfish...jus one more time in my life." Freddy murmured, picking up the pearl and stuffing it in her bag. A Pearlcatcher needed a pearl. And Freddy couldn't make one herself. Quickly, she reburyed her sister, allowing a tear to drop onto the grave, before she scurried quickly after the others.
I had a lot of stuff get in the way of this update, but its finally here! I'm sorry it took forever! I'm going to be updating this regularly from now on now that I have a bit of free time. ^^
I've gotten three familiar pulls in a row and I'm drowning in dragons. There is one last dragon who hasn't been introduced, and they aren't on the dragons page yet. But I am so excited for when they get introduced. It'll be fun.
Thanks to Belviere to taking Erika and making her look amazing! You guys should really check her out in their lair. Erika has a nice outfit and great lore and yeah. Props to Bel!
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Hurray for new update! And I'm happy to give Erika a home~
Edit: Linking Erika here in case anyone wants to look.
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Vice stared in disbelief at the sobbing wildclaw on Wisteria's shoulder as she gently shhh'ed him and "it'll be okay"d him. What the actual hell....
He had thought Wissi was gonna tear them a new one, but when she had spoke to them, kindly, and lacking the anger he had, the newcomers teared up and started crying, seeing the wrongness of their actions. Or something like that. The Ridgeback didn't make any sound when crying. He liked that. The Wildclaw was bawling and made the most annoying sound. Vice didn't like that at all.
"Aww, isn't it sweet?" Buttercup murmured softly to him.
"Sweet? Yeah right. Just kill me now. Argh. Be, I'm stuffing my head into your scarf...." She cocked her head at the Spiral who proceeded to do just that, trying to cover his ears with the fabric.
"Now you two, We can always use more hands around here. You'd have a place to sleep and food. And the best family we can give. What do you say?" The Snapper smiled warmly at the two. Panore looked at Lonnie. Then, the two graciously nodded.
"Oh come on. Wissi, why do you have to extend invitations to every sod who comes this way? Don't tell me he's gonna be like another Hemlock..." Vice growled behind Buttercup's ear, causing the Guardian to snicker.
"Golly, it's just been me and Panore for as long as I can remember almost....It'll be nice to have some others to live with." Lonnie smiled, waving his tail.
"We're happy to have you. Now, Panore, that's such a lovely name," The Ridgeback smiled, "Could you help Cecelia, the Coatl there, with picking some berries and plants for later on tonight? Since we're all up and it is now dawn...." The Ridgeback nodded, walking over to the Coatl. She smiled, but frowned seeing the droopy feathers she bore.
"Oh? Hi Panore.....I'm Cecelia....I'm sssorry....M-my mind'sss sssomewhere elssse....C-come on dear, I'll ssshow you some of the best foraging ssspots." Panore nodded, following the Coatl.
"And Lonnie dear, Could you help with clearing some smaller trees and sticks around here? Both for space and for a fire for tonight. You can work with......Frederica there!"
"What?" The Pearlcatcher looked up alarmed, having ignored all the previous conversation.
"Please introduce yourself to Lonnie, and help gather some wood, okay honey?"
"...Y-yeah...sure, whatever". Wisteria sighed, throwing a concerned look the Pearlcatcher's way.
"Be easy with her, okay Lonnie?"
"Sure thing, Miss Wissi." The Wildclaw hopped over to where Freddy was kicking a rock, a strange little frog on her shoulder.
For the first half hour of them working, Freddy had shot down all of Lonnie's attempts to talk to her. She was too lost in her own mind to bother wasting energy trying to talk to him. So instead, she just didn't respond.
"That's a nasty gash on your shoulder, Miss Frederica"
"It's Freddy, okay?!" She finally snapped at him, her lips curled into a snarl. Lonnie was unfazed.
"Coolio, Freddy then. Leave that untreated, it'll get an infection and you'll lose your arm."
"Ih deserve it. Iht's not like ihts good for holdin' onto things anyways." The Pearlcatcher murmured spitefully. It occurred to Lonnie that she was going through something. She seemed...mournful, perhaps that was it. The Spiral did mention that they were off burying a dead dragon, perhaps she was connected to them somehow.
"Well, I don't suppose exposing it to all this dirt would help." The Wildclaw murmured as he fiddled with his cape, sweeping it off his shoulders and draping it over hers carefully. Righto Bud hopped onto her arm to prevent getting covered. He fastened it around the Pearlcatcher, watching as her mouth dropped slightly. She gazed up at him, confused.
"W-what're you doin'?"
"'Makin' sure ya don' get an infection'" He grinned as he tried to mimic her accent. She growled and punched him lightly, smiling for the first time in a while.
Vice wandered through the forest with Buttercup and Hemlock by his side. They were doing a bit of hunting(although he was sure Hemlock thought it more as revenge.) for their growing "family" as Wisteria called it. In the end, he found it hard trying to disagree with her. He was family with everyone....Except Hemlock and the two newcomers. Panore didn't seem [i]so[/i] bad, at least.
The dragons were put on alert as they heard a scream in the distance.
"What was that?" Hemlock furrowed his brows. The Scream repeated, causing Vice to fly towards the sound. Hemlock took off after him, leaving Buttercup to run underneath them. She didn't like the sound. It sounded fake to the Guardian.
Vice ran into another dragon, reaching out his hands to prevent them from falling. He came face to face with another spiral, her bright purple eyes twinkling in the light. He couldn't help but blush at how close they were, chuckling nervously.
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"S-So sorry, Miss..." Vice helped her to her feet, the other giving an airy laugh.
"Thank you! You're such a gentleman...It's entirely my fault. I'm sorry for almost running into you..." She smiled, blinking her eyes. Although, to Buttercup and Hemlock, it almost appeared like she was fluttering them.
"W-were you the one screaming?"
"Oh, yes, that was me. I'm sorry for disturbing you. There was this mean old owl chasing me! I'm not a fighter, I just had to escape! It was frightening! He seems to have gone now....But I have no clue where I am..." The newcomer noticed how the Pearlcatcher's eyes turned fiery at the mention of an owl.
"My name's Vice, and the other dragons are Hemlock and Buttercup. If you'd like, we'd be happy to escort you to our clan, so you may rest a bit from your journey! There'll be some snacks there to give you back your strength."
"You're too kind, Mister Vice....My name is Circe. It's a pleasure to meet you all. You're especially darling, where did you learn to be such a gentleman? Not many other drakes are like you~" Her eyes appeared to glow for a moment, and Buttercup couldn't help but clench her jaw, falling behind the others a good twenty paces.
Vice sauntered back into the camp, almost dancing with a giggling spiral on his arm. Wisteria raised an eyebrow as she watched Hemlock follow them. It took a while for Buttercup to appear, her steps heavy.
"Wissi! Wisteria, you wouldn't mind if we had another guest, would you?" Vice grinned, his ears raised in joy.
"No....Of course not. Who is our lovely guest?" She smiled at the new spiral, who blushed lightly and shrunk in embarrassment.
"You flatter me already....You were right, Vicey, she really is sweet!"
"This is Circe, she was lost in the woods, chased by an Owl....I figured we could help her get her barrings."
"How noble of you, Vice"
"Isn't it? He's been so, so kind to me already." She smiled, looking at Vice, causing him to turn red.
"Oh, it's nothing, really....Come, meet the rest of the gang!" Wisteria frowned as they sauntered off, watching Buttercup. The Guardian glared at the two spirals, laying at the very edge of the territory. It struck fear inside the Snapper, for she had never, ever seen an emotion like that in her best friend. Buttercup's eyes swirled with darkness.
Night came sooner than Buttercup could bare. If she didn't trust this newcomer in the day, she definitely didn't trust her at night. Her claws picked at her food at first, but then went to picking at her forearm. Her gaze was fixated on the new Spiral who sat next to [i]her[/i] Vice, eating [i]their[/i] food. She couldn't bare it.
"Uhm.....excuse me, Buttercup was it? Why are you staring at me?" Circe asked lightly, with a look of innocence that made her stomach boil.
"I'm making sure you're safe......" The Guardian murmured softly.
"Oh...That's very kind of you. Thank you....I'll admit, that Owl was scary....You'd definitely be able to scare it off with that powerful looking armor of yours....And that bracelet adds a nice touch to it! It's so pretty~."
"I gave it to her when Hemlock had joined us." Vice spoke proudly, distracting the Spiral once more.
'I'm making sure that the others are safe from you....' Buttercup thought. Her other claw dug into the ground. She hated her laugh, hated her body, hated her personality, hated her eyes......especially her eyes....
Buttercup pushed forward her plate, and sunk into the darker part of the camp, with only Wisteria noticing.
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I'm very excited for what I have planned. I've gotten a few pulls that have made me be able to get back to the main plotline. So look forward to that veeeerrryyyy soon.
I Also have an art pull that I've been working on, so I'm excited to do that too. I hope you guys enjoyed the update! Also, Lonnie is the dragon to give Freddy her iconic cape. I find it sweet :3
Several elemental spirits have been bound to this armor.
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Vice stared in disbelief at the sobbing wildclaw on Wisteria's shoulder as she gently shhh'ed him and "it'll be okay"d him. What the actual hell....
He had thought Wissi was gonna tear them a new one, but when she had spoke to them, kindly, and lacking the anger he had, the newcomers teared up and started crying, seeing the wrongness of their actions. Or something like that. The Ridgeback didn't make any sound when crying. He liked that. The Wildclaw was bawling and made the most annoying sound. Vice didn't like that at all.
"Aww, isn't it sweet?" Buttercup murmured softly to him.
"Sweet? Yeah right. Just kill me now. Argh. Be, I'm stuffing my head into your scarf...." She cocked her head at the Spiral who proceeded to do just that, trying to cover his ears with the fabric.
"Now you two, We can always use more hands around here. You'd have a place to sleep and food. And the best family we can give. What do you say?" The Snapper smiled warmly at the two. Panore looked at Lonnie. Then, the two graciously nodded.
"Oh come on. Wissi, why do you have to extend invitations to every sod who comes this way? Don't tell me he's gonna be like another Hemlock..." Vice growled behind Buttercup's ear, causing the Guardian to snicker.
"Golly, it's just been me and Panore for as long as I can remember almost....It'll be nice to have some others to live with." Lonnie smiled, waving his tail.
"We're happy to have you. Now, Panore, that's such a lovely name," The Ridgeback smiled, "Could you help Cecelia, the Coatl there, with picking some berries and plants for later on tonight? Since we're all up and it is now dawn...." The Ridgeback nodded, walking over to the Coatl. She smiled, but frowned seeing the droopy feathers she bore.
"Oh? Hi Panore.....I'm Cecelia....I'm sssorry....M-my mind'sss sssomewhere elssse....C-come on dear, I'll ssshow you some of the best foraging ssspots." Panore nodded, following the Coatl.
"And Lonnie dear, Could you help with clearing some smaller trees and sticks around here? Both for space and for a fire for tonight. You can work with......Frederica there!"
"What?" The Pearlcatcher looked up alarmed, having ignored all the previous conversation.
"Please introduce yourself to Lonnie, and help gather some wood, okay honey?"
"...Y-yeah...sure, whatever". Wisteria sighed, throwing a concerned look the Pearlcatcher's way.
"Be easy with her, okay Lonnie?"
"Sure thing, Miss Wissi." The Wildclaw hopped over to where Freddy was kicking a rock, a strange little frog on her shoulder.
For the first half hour of them working, Freddy had shot down all of Lonnie's attempts to talk to her. She was too lost in her own mind to bother wasting energy trying to talk to him. So instead, she just didn't respond.
"That's a nasty gash on your shoulder, Miss Frederica"
"It's Freddy, okay?!" She finally snapped at him, her lips curled into a snarl. Lonnie was unfazed.
"Coolio, Freddy then. Leave that untreated, it'll get an infection and you'll lose your arm."
"Ih deserve it. Iht's not like ihts good for holdin' onto things anyways." The Pearlcatcher murmured spitefully. It occurred to Lonnie that she was going through something. She seemed...mournful, perhaps that was it. The Spiral did mention that they were off burying a dead dragon, perhaps she was connected to them somehow.
"Well, I don't suppose exposing it to all this dirt would help." The Wildclaw murmured as he fiddled with his cape, sweeping it off his shoulders and draping it over hers carefully. Righto Bud hopped onto her arm to prevent getting covered. He fastened it around the Pearlcatcher, watching as her mouth dropped slightly. She gazed up at him, confused.
"W-what're you doin'?"
"'Makin' sure ya don' get an infection'" He grinned as he tried to mimic her accent. She growled and punched him lightly, smiling for the first time in a while.
Vice wandered through the forest with Buttercup and Hemlock by his side. They were doing a bit of hunting(although he was sure Hemlock thought it more as revenge.) for their growing "family" as Wisteria called it. In the end, he found it hard trying to disagree with her. He was family with everyone....Except Hemlock and the two newcomers. Panore didn't seem so bad, at least.
The dragons were put on alert as they heard a scream in the distance.
"What was that?" Hemlock furrowed his brows. The Scream repeated, causing Vice to fly towards the sound. Hemlock took off after him, leaving Buttercup to run underneath them. She didn't like the sound. It sounded fake to the Guardian.
Vice ran into another dragon, reaching out his hands to prevent them from falling. He came face to face with another spiral, her bright purple eyes twinkling in the light. He couldn't help but blush at how close they were, chuckling nervously.
"S-So sorry, Miss..." Vice helped her to her feet, the other giving an airy laugh.
"Thank you! You're such a gentleman...It's entirely my fault. I'm sorry for almost running into you..." She smiled, blinking her eyes. Although, to Buttercup and Hemlock, it almost appeared like she was fluttering them.
"W-were you the one screaming?"
"Oh, yes, that was me. I'm sorry for disturbing you. There was this mean old owl chasing me! I'm not a fighter, I just had to escape! It was frightening! He seems to have gone now....But I have no clue where I am..." The newcomer noticed how the Pearlcatcher's eyes turned fiery at the mention of an owl.
"My name's Vice, and the other dragons are Hemlock and Buttercup. If you'd like, we'd be happy to escort you to our clan, so you may rest a bit from your journey! There'll be some snacks there to give you back your strength."
"You're too kind, Mister Vice....My name is Circe. It's a pleasure to meet you all. You're especially darling, where did you learn to be such a gentleman? Not many other drakes are like you~" Her eyes appeared to glow for a moment, and Buttercup couldn't help but clench her jaw, falling behind the others a good twenty paces.
Vice sauntered back into the camp, almost dancing with a giggling spiral on his arm. Wisteria raised an eyebrow as she watched Hemlock follow them. It took a while for Buttercup to appear, her steps heavy.
"Wissi! Wisteria, you wouldn't mind if we had another guest, would you?" Vice grinned, his ears raised in joy.
"No....Of course not. Who is our lovely guest?" She smiled at the new spiral, who blushed lightly and shrunk in embarrassment.
"You flatter me already....You were right, Vicey, she really is sweet!"
"This is Circe, she was lost in the woods, chased by an Owl....I figured we could help her get her barrings."
"How noble of you, Vice"
"Isn't it? He's been so, so kind to me already." She smiled, looking at Vice, causing him to turn red.
"Oh, it's nothing, really....Come, meet the rest of the gang!" Wisteria frowned as they sauntered off, watching Buttercup. The Guardian glared at the two spirals, laying at the very edge of the territory. It struck fear inside the Snapper, for she had never, ever seen an emotion like that in her best friend. Buttercup's eyes swirled with darkness.
Night came sooner than Buttercup could bare. If she didn't trust this newcomer in the day, she definitely didn't trust her at night. Her claws picked at her food at first, but then went to picking at her forearm. Her gaze was fixated on the new Spiral who sat next to her Vice, eating their food. She couldn't bare it.
"Uhm.....excuse me, Buttercup was it? Why are you staring at me?" Circe asked lightly, with a look of innocence that made her stomach boil.
"I'm making sure you're safe......" The Guardian murmured softly.
"Oh...That's very kind of you. Thank you....I'll admit, that Owl was scary....You'd definitely be able to scare it off with that powerful looking armor of yours....And that bracelet adds a nice touch to it! It's so pretty~."
"I gave it to her when Hemlock had joined us." Vice spoke proudly, distracting the Spiral once more.
'I'm making sure that the others are safe from you....' Buttercup thought. Her other claw dug into the ground. She hated her laugh, hated her body, hated her personality, hated her eyes......especially her eyes....
Buttercup pushed forward her plate, and sunk into the darker part of the camp, with only Wisteria noticing.
I'm very excited for what I have planned. I've gotten a few pulls that have made me be able to get back to the main plotline. So look forward to that veeeerrryyyy soon.
I Also have an art pull that I've been working on, so I'm excited to do that too. I hope you guys enjoyed the update! Also, Lonnie is the dragon to give Freddy her iconic cape. I find it sweet :3
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Ooh! Relationship drama :3 I'm rooting for Buttercup
