PHOEBE
She smiled, a bit sheepishly, at his compliment, but it did make her feel a bit better. A bit. A very tiny, teeny bit. And only a bit because she knew just a smidgeon away was a cliff dropping down into endless watery abyss. No her cup of tea, no sir. The thought of leaning back and removing her feet from the security of the bottom was not one she cared for though. ”But what if I don’t float? What if I just sink?” she asked worriedly, tentatively picking one foot up ever so slightly.Pim had other ideas though. He was gonna help! As one might suspect though, a small dragon’s idea of ‘helping’ wasn’t necessarily so. The pink dragon disappeared beneath the surface, swimming underneath Phoebe and shoving her leg out from under her. She squeaked in alarm again, falling back with a splash as her shoulders and head went under the water for a moment. She flailed though, which got her head back up and legs under her as Pim appeared a few feet away again. ”Pim!!” she shouted at him breathlessly.
Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
