Ice: it's was nothing and I don't like it flice when you go through my stuff ! /flice: but mommy it looks like daddy /ice: put a muzzle on it ! /flice: ok * stops talking *

Fire: what you got there Ice?

Samantha: * giggles*

Ice: oh so he gets it form you ok that's nice to know /flice: hehe * has something in his paws and ice take it from him blushing a bit and puts it in her pocket * /flice: heheheheh

Fire: heh. Just like me as a kid, except I cut off the tip of my tail intstead