Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20180107044826/@comment-25363089-20180107133551

( Maybe not but eh. X3 Sorry. Can edit it a bit if you want.)

Margrit eventaully woke up and yawned a bit; Before she started to crack her joints and even her back as she then regret it as she felt a crunch. She had pulled a muscle. "Geh!..well..faa..fudge..". Margrit muttered to herself as she tried slowly stand she transformed singing death and was using it as a walking stick. At least untill she could find a strudy structure or something or rather; Some one like her husband to knock her spine back into place. That or a heat pad most likely the heat pad which means taking a few days off of grimm slaying..greeeat.

Iris turned upon hearing her grandma wake up. She gave grandma Margrit a nod of confirmation as she went back to eating she was humming a song as she ate some oatmeal with way to much syrup..But she was eating it at least. "*Gasp!*..Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I want! I want!". Iris screamed as she saw a commerical for a cook book but it was for cakes and desserts.