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Baxter while this is all happening
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Ivanna: Look who’s talking...your the most childish person I ever met!Azalea: Ah! Perfect for pasta! *starts splashing milk from the cartoon and cackling evilly*
Azalea: *Momentarily pauses to bow smartly* Ooooooh right, you must get alllll the men dressed like the most sissiest man alive
*leaps on countertop to grab the seasonings*
Yay, and I hope Baxter doesn't tell everybody about what is in that royal bloodline book. ( Do it. )hm i noticed something but i could just be making assumptions
ill post tomorrow
Ivanna: Look who’s talking...your the most childish person I ever met!
Baxter: *turns around and starts baking*
Raymond: *wears the apron but shakes his head at the hairnet*
Baxter: *keeps baking turned away from the scene*
Raymond: *hears cracking, looks away from the cake in progress, and sees Ivanna cracking eggs on Azalea's face* *eyes widen*
Raymond: *breaks out into laughter but turns away to focus back on the cake and stay out of it*
Baxter: It's ready. *takes the cake out and turns around* . . . What is going on?
Raymond: I'll take that. *takes the cake from Baxter's hands and places it down on the counter* Icing, Azalea?
Ivanna: I’m sorry what was that? I can’t hear you over all the bullshit coming out that ugly mouth.Azalea: *smirks and bows smartly again* We can’t all be downers like you, Grumps. *smirks* I’ll take it as a compliment
Ivanna: I’m sorry what was that? I can’t hear you over all the bullshit coming out that ugly mouth.
Ivanna: Oh if we are talking about hard facts. Here’s one for you Princess, Your nothing more than a cocky asshole who runs away from all her problems because she’s too weak to confront them herself.Azalea: *grins devilishly* You mean all the hard facts?
Ivanna: Oh if we are talking about hard facts. Here’s one for you Princess, Your nothing more than a cocky asshole who runs away from all her problems because she’s too weak to confront them herself.
Annabel: "...Geez. You guys are so mean to each other."
Ivanna: Any family members left? *spats darkly**narrators deep voice*
This week on Sarthenfall:
When food fighting takes an ugly turn...
Azalea: *coldly* Oh really, miss high and mighty? The woman who isolates herself because she’s too scared to care about anyone but herself? How’s that working out for you? Any friends left? *smiles icily*
Nox: *glances at Annabel, drinking goblet full of blood* Is this all you do?
Ivanna: Any family members left? *spats darkly*
Annabel: "Nope, and at least, I don't throw food at other people."*narrators deep voice*
This week on Sarthenfall:
When food fighting takes an ugly turn...
Azalea: *coldly* Oh really, miss high and mighty? The woman who isolates herself because she’s too scared to care about anyone but herself? How’s that working out for you? Any friends left? *smiles icily*
Nox: *glances at Annabel, drinking goblet full of blood* Is this all you do?
Ivanna: *speaks in a chilling cold tone* At least I’m not the walking disappointment my parents wanted to be. At least I’m not the one who walks around with little sense and no brain. *walks up to Azalea’s face and spats coldly* At least I’m not the one who doomed their entire kingdomAzalea: *in her killing calm voice, sickly sweet* I don’t see any family members around you either, sweetheart
Angie: ALright, enough! *shoves herself between the two and breaks them apart*Ivanna: *speaks in a chilling cold tone* At least I’m not the walking disappointment my parents wanted to be. At least I’m not the one who walks around with little sense and no brain. *walks up to Azalea’s face and spats coldly* At least I’m not the one who doomed their entire kingdom
Raymond: *Dumps the whole tub of icing on the cake and spreads it with a knife*Azalea: *grins mischeviously at Baxter, covered in flour, olive oil, and egg.* I’m innocent.
*looks at Raymond* LOOOOOTS of icing
Raymond: Bax, I think we got more things to worry about. *clears his throat* OH LOOK THE CAKE IS READY! Ha, . . it's ready.Ivanna: *speaks in a chilling cold tone* At least I’m not the walking disappointment my parents wanted to be. At least I’m not the one who walks around with little sense and no brain. *walks up to Azalea’s face and spats coldly* At least I’m not the one who doomed their entire kingdom
Ivanna: *speaks in a chilling cold tone* At least I’m not the walking disappointment my parents wanted to be. At least I’m not the one who walks around with little sense and no brain. *walks up to Azalea’s face and spats coldly* At least I’m not the one who doomed their entire kingdom
Angie: ALright, enough! *shoves herself between the two and breaks them apart*
Raymond: *Dumps the whole tub of icing on the cake and spreads it with a knife*
Baxter: *gives a terror-stricken look at Raymond* There is a method to this madness you know! *gestures to the icing*
Raymond: Bax, I think we got more things to worry about. *clears his throat* OH LOOK THE CAKE IS READY! Ha, . . it's ready.
Annabel: *Saw the cake, and went to go eat a slice of it.
Annabel: *Annabel stay away from the cake, because she can see that Azalea was piss off. "Fine."Azalea: AWAY. From. The cake.
Raymond: "LOOOOOTS"Azalea: *snarls and steps up close* Sense? You call sense charging at a horde of Shades? Your really are a self-righteous moron, no wonder you failed to protect your family. *whispers coldly* I hope it cuts you deep inside that shriveled heart of yours.
Azalea: *allows herself to be pulled away, knowing she was full ready to strangle her, and grins with nothing short of death and viciousness.*
I’ll see you later in hell, bitch.
Azalea: *looks at cake, still pissed off but arched brows at the frosting job* What—how much frosting did you put on that? *strained smile*
Nox: Mortals...squishy little things, *sips blood*
Azalea: *snarls and steps up close* Sense? You call sense charging at a horde of Shades? Your really are a self-righteous moron, no wonder you failed to protect your family. *whispers coldly* I hope it cuts you deep inside that shriveled heart of yours.
Azalea: *allows herself to be pulled away, knowing she was full ready to strangle her, and grins with nothing short of death and viciousness.*
I’ll see you later in hell, bitch.