Beatrix
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
Beatrix looks at him skeptically. Knew her well, huh? ”Well if you know her so well then why don’t you just ask her to come here and tell me herself she doesn’t like it.” she said, very much sounding the perfect little snotty brat. ”I bet she won’t come cause you won’t even sing a song for her. You just are a scardey butt who doesn’t like doing fun things.” she said, sticking her nose in the air.
Oh. But then he mentioned her mother. Most kids might’ve shaped up right then. But Beatrix? She broke out into a fit of snickers. Those snickers quickly turned to eerie, near-maniacal laughter. ”Why don’t you go and tell my mom on me. Nice knowing ya!” she said, still snickering as she turned to continue her exploration.
Oh. But then he mentioned her mother. Most kids might’ve shaped up right then. But Beatrix? She broke out into a fit of snickers. Those snickers quickly turned to eerie, near-maniacal laughter. ”Why don’t you go and tell my mom on me. Nice knowing ya!” she said, still snickering as she turned to continue her exploration.
