Talk:Holstaur/@comment-26948680-20160703203023/@comment-28945379-20160706163803

I milk her, then sit down in the nearby chair, and ask her, "What sport were you playin'?" She responds,"I was playing tennis." I proceed to ask her,"What were you about to say before you said I was the only one you trust?" She blushes and says,"N-n-n-n-othing..." I just start laughing, then she punches me in the stomach with her good hand. "Owww!" She asks, "Why the heck were you laughing!?!??" I respond with, "I knew what you were gonna say." Her cheeks then turn an extremely deep red shade. She asks, "The-n-n-n w-w-w-hat was-s-s-s I g-g-g-go-n-n-n-na s-s-s-s-s-s-s-say?" I respond with, "That I'm the only person that ya love." She then passes out, so I grab a blanket and lay it on top of her. I then go to my room, and think about the situation. A few hours later, she wakes up and calls for me. I go into my living room and find her soaked in milk. She says,"I just woke up like this. It might be from what happened earlier." I reply, "Just relax and I'll grab ya some grass." I go out into my backyard and get the grass, come in, and give it to her. She thanks me, and asks me if I was mad about the soaked blanket. I say, "No, that thing's pure Barometz "cotton". I'll just dry it and it'll be good as new." She starts to turn red in the face, so I tell her, "Don't worry, the Barometz I got it from eliminated the scent. She then relaxes. I tell her if she needs me, to call.