The boy just bounced as he ran away and even giggled a little unfurling his own translucent set of wings that fluttered behind his back. "No, I am never tired of you, just cake." He stopped and turned. "Lesson one.. um... either get a running start or fall." He started to bounce again.


Galla@All: DEAD WE'RE DEAD O GOD
Galla@All: WE'RE DEAD AND STUCK ON A VAGINA FLOWER
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