031// what planet is this? [filthy fae folk remix]
Guards, report in. I need to know which of you are able to work; I'll have a new schedule available shortly.
For those now stuck as fairies--my breasts are not a nest, nor are they a landing strip. You will find shelter neither on them nor between them. And telling me you are a leprechaun will not convince me to let you look for gold there.
Your bodies look terribly fragile right now; I suggest you take a bit more care with them.
For those now stuck as fairies--my breasts are not a nest, nor are they a landing strip. You will find shelter neither on them nor between them. And telling me you are a leprechaun will not convince me to let you look for gold there.
Your bodies look terribly fragile right now; I suggest you take a bit more care with them.