How dare this mean boy not play along? He was soooo fun at one point, what happened now? How did her little trick not work on him? Was he really… YES, he really was a witch. Woah… Woah. So there was one new thing she learned today - maybe her trick won’t work on everyone because there might be witches out there so she needs to come up with something new. She’ll worry about that when her magic stops working on her parents, that’s the only thing that matters to her now. But she was… still sad. Or maybe a little mad? Disappointed? SHE WANTED APPLE JUICE. He was just holding it. APPLE JUICE WAS EEEEEVERYWHERE AROUND HER. Don’t wipe her tears when you don’t want to help her… Unfortunately she didn’t get a chance to maybe try again or find another way to get one of those fancy glasses because someone was picking her up.
Rude- OH, mommy. A smile met her lips when her mom started tickling her, kissing her cheek. Zoe’s arms immediately after wrapping around her neck, her head resting against her mom’s shoulder. Only giggling when she was asked about getting in trouble and running away. Nooo, she was not getting in trouble, she was only about to have a fight with a witch wabbit… or she was fighting. Kicking him and then crying for apple juice was a fight, okay? And it was fuuuuun. Waaaay better than being around her nannies! Who needs them? [color="#9d7691”]”I missed you too mommy,”[/color] But maybe being with her parents was better than being with… Enwique? At least they’ll give her what she wants like they did that last time she saw fancy glasses. Finding a strand of Jess’s hair and playing with it, Zoe was softly smiling, completely ignoring the fact her mom was talking to that boy, saying bye or whatever… Zoe didn’t listen, she just caught his name and started talking over them. ”You’re sooo pwetty mommy.”
She was. She was the pretties mom and Zoe loved her soooo much, just like she loved her dad who was always around mommy but… where was he now? Looking around, Zoe couldn’t find him… sad… but that’s fine. She wanted to be with her mom now anyway when it was time to throw flowers. OOOOH how excited Zoe was for that. [color=“#9d7691”]”Yes! Apple juice, please,”[/color] a bright smile appeared on Zoe’s lips, now pointing at a waiter who was always ignoring Zoe but her mom continued walking… Maybe she had some better apple juice and she was taking her there? It must be that. It better be. [color=”#9d7691”]”I was…”[/color] her voice got quiet. ”He is a witch… No, he is a wabbit! I’ll make him a wabbit before he makes cousin Ronnie a wabbit… no, before he locks her in a biiiig castle. He is mean… mommy, he wanted to make me a wabbit. I don’t want to be a wabbit. If I… if I was a wabbit would you… be a wabbit with me?” With sad eyes Zoe looked up at her mom, her arms once again wrapping around her neck. The same thought crossed her mind - she didn’t want that to happen because how could she play with her siblings and parents then? Buuut what if they were all rabbits? Oh, that she wasn’t thinking about! Maybe that could be sooo much fun.
Before she knew it, Zoe was in a pretty room and her mom was finally giving her APPLE JUICE. TAKE THAT mean boy. Jumping up and down with a huge grin before taking that juice and drinking it, she was now trying to stay calm as she let her mom fix her hair. [color="#9d7691”]”Mhm,”[/color] she mumbled, still drinking. ”I’m weady. I’m gonna throw sooo many flowers… where are my flowers? Why won’t you throw flowers… with me? And Shay?”
@benitz786 I finally did it