*pops inta blanket fort* BOO! I’ma scary Peter-puppy!
AAAAAAAAAA!!! *sobs* NOOO! *pushes Peter out*
*starts to cry* I-I broughted candy corn… *hugs Lady and rubs eyes*
*Hugs both of you and snuffles with puppy muzzle* Don’ cry! She just got a little scared, Peter.
nonoNO! *push ‘way jawn puppy too* is fer s-scardy-cats only! STAY OUT! Or my dragon will eats you! *pulls curtain closed* *burries face in toothless* *whimpers*
You needs cuddles?
*Sits with Peter and noses Dapper (the bear w/ the tuxedo) over to him. He’s real soft, Peter, an’ he gives good hugs!
:O Jawn has a Dapper bear?!? *squeezes him* Fank you Jawn… He does give good hugs.
Cammy, you and Caramel gotta come meet Dapper Bear!
*Yells* c-caramel’s not in here! *sobs* B-bu m’sure he’d love a meet d-dapper bear! *muffles cries in toothless’s tummy*
*Noses in cautiously* Cammy, I worried. Where’s your Caramel?
*picks up Stitch* I found your Stitch, Cammy! He needs Cammy cuddles and so does Peter. And w-we’re not scary anymore.
*sniffles* o-okay, you can come in. C-caramel d-din’ w-wannaCuddleWi’Me! *wails ina toothless*
Why not, Cammy? *Comes in and lays muzzle on top of your head*
:O Whaa?!? Caramel! *stomps around lookin for Caramel* Come ‘pologize to Cammy! She needs Caramel cuddles!
*looks up* No Peter *wipes at eyes* Caramel don’ hafta cuddle wif me if he don’ want to *sniffles*
Why he no wanna cuddle wiff you? You give real good cuddles!
*squeezes Toothless* I a scardy-cat *sniffles* a-an gotted us in troubles.
Sadie: Sweetheart, that was a collective effort from everyone; it wasn’t just you.
*shakes head* if I weren’t ascared jawn wouln’ta nocked it down an Peter woulda kept it on his head, an nothing woulda been broked. *sniffles* everything was fine till i screamed.
Eveyone likes otober an post lotsa scary things *squeezes toothless* but I don’! I don’ like skeltons or z-zobies or mummies or frankysteins or ghosts or gools or punkinheads or where-wolves or vampires or- or any a a mosters!
Sadie: *Sits down on the floor and pats lap* There is nothing wrong with not liking those things; it doesn’t make you a ‘fraidy-cat, it just means you don’t like them, and that’s okay. Now, it started when a certain little grumpmonster and his little hobbit-burglar friend didn’t keep their hands to themselves…not just when you screamed because they ran at you.
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