A knock on the door was unusual, really, and Nny opened the door to see...
a small, blonde girl? He didn't know any...
Still. There was something familiar about the shape of her jaw, and there were all sorts of potions and spells and enchanted foodstuffs around here. He'd been turned into a kid himself for a bit, too, and it hadn't been very pleasant.
"Hi Nny!" Molly gave him a grin. "Nny, there was this chocolate, and it did this--" she pointed to her head "--and you will not believe how amazing it is. I mean, everything is...it's so..."
Beautiful was what she was going for, but she had no real words to articulate just what was going on in her momentarily clear head. "I like it," she said at last. "A lot. C'n I come in?" Once again, she knew better than to just hop into an area that might, for all she knew, be crisscrossed with booby-traps.
"Wow, this place seems a lot bigger--hey!" She found herself suddenly surrounded by a small, barking sea of Devinisian devils. "Hi guys--no, hey, that's my arm--you are all a lot bigger, too."
Somehow moving through the noisy surge of fur, Molly clambered onto a fat cushion-chair, her bare feet sticking off the edge as the devils fought to sit on her lap. They jumped so much that they knocked her back onto the floor, and with a shrieking laugh she grabbed two and started wrestling with them. "Hey, I'm not a chair! You can only fit one at a time, you know."
Squee curiously peeked out of his room to see Moofy enthusiastically joining on on a Devinesian Devil Dogpile. The girl underneath the pile of devils didn't seem to mind the attention, thankfully. Who was she, though?
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a small, blonde girl? He didn't know any...
Still. There was something familiar about the shape of her jaw, and there were all sorts of potions and spells and enchanted foodstuffs around here. He'd been turned into a kid himself for a bit, too, and it hadn't been very pleasant.
"I almost recognize you..."
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Beautiful was what she was going for, but she had no real words to articulate just what was going on in her momentarily clear head. "I like it," she said at last. "A lot. C'n I come in?" Once again, she knew better than to just hop into an area that might, for all she knew, be crisscrossed with booby-traps.
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Molly.
Strange, how... how new she looked. More than young, she looked new.
"Come in, yeah. Sure."
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Somehow moving through the noisy surge of fur, Molly clambered onto a fat cushion-chair, her bare feet sticking off the edge as the devils fought to sit on her lap. They jumped so much that they knocked her back onto the floor, and with a shrieking laugh she grabbed two and started wrestling with them. "Hey, I'm not a chair! You can only fit one at a time, you know."
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"Um... hi?"
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"Y-yes? Um. Or Todd. Whichever."
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