The soft heat from the phoenix/parrot helped the ice cream melt extra quick. Soon it had been reduced to nothing but a chocolate soup, though the swirls of batter and chunks of brownie were still visible.
Goaded by the soft breathing of the two animals, a slight rippling ran over the bowl. However, it continued to grow larger and large and to move in slow patterns. After a while, a little head framed by slick chocolate hair peered out. Brownie’s thick black lashes fluttered over her large navy blue eyes as she surveyed the room with a little smile. Cautiously, she reached out a hand for the Mareep with a soft coo, not noticing the bit of baked good that fell out of her.
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Brownie has become a Baby!