Last week of school! So SAD! The twins had their grade 6 grad ceremony on Thursday. We took them out for birthday sushi beforehand and I made them take off their fancy shirts and leave them in the car. Owen STILL managed to spill soy sauce in his lap before ANY food even arrived. I don’t think they’re ready for high school, maybe they should re-start in grade 1 or something…
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Cara blubbered, tears and snot rolling down her face. It was a full ugly cry and Sara didn’t think it would work. But worth a try, she supposed.
“If you snap my sister’s neck I’ll be all alone! Please Steven! Please let her down, and we’ll leave immediately! Seriously! We meant no harm, we just went for a …. walk?”
Sara tried to snort, but didn’t have the breath. Pathetic. But then, both of them were really. What the hell were they doing here any way? Thrown to the proverbial wolves, only the zoo wolves weren’t so bad. They mostly kept to themselves, occasionally made catty comments, and were annoyingly loud on full moons.
Steven’s eyes narrowed and her lips pulled back, baring all kinds of strong pointed teeth. Too many teeth.
Cara switched tactics, but kept the tears flowing.
“It’s sooooo nice to meet another female bear! We’re really quite outnumbered! Perhaps in the spirit of female solidarity you could…not crush my sister’s windpipe?” Her breath heaved a little as she gasped and gulped. Sara began to think Cara was overdoing it, but not much she could do. Perhaps move a toe? Then she realized her limbs were already twitching out of her control and the edges of her vision were going dark.