Deranged Father Marcus
“Hey hun, ..could you help us. Or else riptide might kinda die and that’s not very cool right?” *fifi tilted her head and smiled.*
Simp! ♥
Oh dear.. *she nodded. * ...thisis all kinda my fault, sorry, Drippy.... "It- ngu... It's fine... Art.... " *artsy smiled. Before picking him up. Grunting* Jeez! You're heavy! "I'm not that heavy, you're just weak. " Oh, shut up.
