Frosting: *scared sqeak*
“W what f frosting?”
Frosting: *sqeak of: i dont wanna die again.."
“…n neither do I…”
Muffin: *she leaned on ollies sholder* "were gonna be ok.."
“a are y you sure
Muffin: "no.."
“…”
Muffin: *purring, nuzzleing both ollie and frosting*
“I like this”
