[ happy halloween!!! this is my attempt at a "last" thread to enjoy the double fk with! remember per site rules that you cannot spam or do one liner posts - but also enjoy casually joining the conversation and have fun!! ]
Barbie, suddenly, leaps two feet into the air, struggling to find her footing when she lands. The molly had been digging through trash, chasing after a likely too small mouse, when a twoleg face revealed itself. The young molly yelps in surprise as she goes, scrambling away from the motionless corpse... Until her curiosity gets the better of her and she moves closer to re-examine it. Her tail (or, what's left of it) remains fluffed up as she reaches a paw to the face, and finding that it's... not real. It feels like the rest of the junk in this place.
"Twolegs are sick!" she decides, battering the half-covered mannequin with her paws. One thing is to say for sure: she won't be digging in this corner of the junkyard again.
Barbie, suddenly, leaps two feet into the air, struggling to find her footing when she lands. The molly had been digging through trash, chasing after a likely too small mouse, when a twoleg face revealed itself. The young molly yelps in surprise as she goes, scrambling away from the motionless corpse... Until her curiosity gets the better of her and she moves closer to re-examine it. Her tail (or, what's left of it) remains fluffed up as she reaches a paw to the face, and finding that it's... not real. It feels like the rest of the junk in this place.
"Twolegs are sick!" she decides, battering the half-covered mannequin with her paws. One thing is to say for sure: she won't be digging in this corner of the junkyard again.








