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
Bea rolled her eyes as he insisted he was an adult so therefore he should be listened to. Clearly that wasn't a compelling argument to her. "I only listen to adults with brains." she snipped at him.
But oh, he was going to count, was he? Snort. Like he was scary. As he did so Bea glanced up, seeing that the ceiling had carved bits. Perfect. She did as her mother taught her and extended her magic, willing the world to bend to her will. And just as Bastien reached the number three, she disintegrated a bit of carving, releasing a rock about the size of a grapefruit to come crashing down on Bastien's head.
But oh, he was going to count, was he? Snort. Like he was scary. As he did so Bea glanced up, seeing that the ceiling had carved bits. Perfect. She did as her mother taught her and extended her magic, willing the world to bend to her will. And just as Bastien reached the number three, she disintegrated a bit of carving, releasing a rock about the size of a grapefruit to come crashing down on Bastien's head.
