[Zerinda has been spending much her time in the evenings this week taking her projects from the sewing room back to her room so she can work on them more before she goes to sleep and tonight is so exception. She has several bundles of half-sewn fabrics bundled in her arms and, when she hears him shout as she passes by, fumbles all of it onto the floor. Oh no, did something happen? Is someone hurt?
She hurries toward the vending machine, ready to help if need be, skidding into the door frame-]
Princess Peach! [She practically screeches with delight, moving quickly into the room itself and holding out her arms to take the wiggling pink nug from him.] That's my baby!
vending machine
She hurries toward the vending machine, ready to help if need be, skidding into the door frame-]
Princess Peach! [She practically screeches with delight, moving quickly into the room itself and holding out her arms to take the wiggling pink nug from him.] That's my baby!