Whitefish River Splish, splash, I was taking a bath

Gosh, this little dude's enthusiasm and confidence both seemed completely through the roof. Spica rolled her eyes as he copied her pose and tried to look intimidating (a laughable attempt). Maybe if she was not so sourpussed about being replaced she might have encouraged him instead and tried teaching him some moves.

It was hard not to laugh when the kiddo looked at her with worry and admiration shining in his eyes. She managed, while she tried to push away feeling.. admired? proud? protective? by and about this little dude. We never get hurt. We're way too good for that. Nobody can touch us, we won't let them, Spica said proudly, her head held confident and high.