Dark-Jagan entered the old shop not expecting much. Now she had three pets. Nanami was the oldest, she the only one who couldn't talk. But Dark-Jagan could understand what she said anyway.
Taffy, the deer fawn walked into the shop, it seemed really dusty to her. "Hey Darky! Why are we here?" She asked impatiently.
"Why do you think? To read? Of course not! We're here for a snack since all three of you have been crying about one ALL day," Dark-Jagan giggled.
Nanami had remembered this place. It was the place she burned her innocent paw. She didn't know coffee was hot back then. She was only a month old the most.
Firo, the pheonix looked around. "You sure this place is open?" he mumbled. He was looking at where Madisson would stand. No one was there, or no one was there... yet.
Dark-Jagan was stubborn as Nanami now. Having a panda with a negative personality would reach yours until you would be stubborn, even if it was just a little.
Nanami squealed for food. It was obvious she was hungry she would always squeal.
Dark looked around hoping to see someone to help her out. "Oh well, maybe we should leave" thought Dark.
Firo yawned quietly. "Let's go..." he said in a bored expression.
"Ok," Dark-Jagan said sadly, "Maybe tomorrow? I'll ask Mad if it's open still!"
Taffy, the deer fawn walked into the shop, it seemed really dusty to her. "Hey Darky! Why are we here?" She asked impatiently.
"Why do you think? To read? Of course not! We're here for a snack since all three of you have been crying about one ALL day," Dark-Jagan giggled.
Nanami had remembered this place. It was the place she burned her innocent paw. She didn't know coffee was hot back then. She was only a month old the most.
Firo, the pheonix looked around. "You sure this place is open?" he mumbled. He was looking at where Madisson would stand. No one was there, or no one was there... yet.
Dark-Jagan was stubborn as Nanami now. Having a panda with a negative personality would reach yours until you would be stubborn, even if it was just a little.
Nanami squealed for food. It was obvious she was hungry she would always squeal.
Dark looked around hoping to see someone to help her out. "Oh well, maybe we should leave" thought Dark.
Firo yawned quietly. "Let's go..." he said in a bored expression.
"Ok," Dark-Jagan said sadly, "Maybe tomorrow? I'll ask Mad if it's open still!"
