Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151216022643/@comment-24012109-20151216041232

"Not like I could resist that smile...", he muttered to himself as she smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll humor you. I'll come along, but only because your cakes just the right touch of everything."

He walked over to his bed, where he grabbed his wallet among other things, and spun Pastry Lace into it's Jet Boot form, and slid into the sole, starting to float in the air.

"Let's go, if you're ready."