Sawtooth Spire you just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

she froze when his paw loomed near to offer his own king-sized toes for the vermilion demoiselle. the beetle odysseyed this new estate for a while, her antennae and teensy tiny black legs strutting upon what must have felt like a great grass veld by comparison of her fay size. she was very brave for this in phaedra's opinion (of great import, of course), and the moonmade girl rid of herself of any extant scepticism and scooched in closer to watch as the insect ferried on her daddy's foot. 
before long, having hiked a long ways up mahler's leg, the polka-dotted shards on her back unfolded like pretty origami and their new friend whirred away, probably off to crawl on some other girl's face.
phaedra's attention adjourned from creepy-crawlies to span back to her mahler, only to find him hovering in close proximity. her eyes trailed upwards to meet his. "OOOOER!!" the nonsense spasmed from her like a hiccup, and the use of her tongue in doing so summoned up the smarting pain from the seige on her mouth. she clamped her mouth shut and persistently rubbed her leg over her snout, beads of wetness collecting in her tear ducts.