“Mouses! I’ve told you that I’ve seen them! Catch them! Kill them! Just — do something!”
Hearing the fräulein’s cries for help, the Stitched Wonder bolted into Elsa’s tent to see what all the fuss was about. The sight before her was almost laughable— there, scrunched up in a terrified little ball on the silken sheets of her large bed, was the great and powerful Elsa Mars. And in front of her, two little white mice were minding their own business, seemingly oblivious to the shrieks of fear that they had caused. Ray had to force back a giggle, biting the inside of her cheek before approaching the issue at hand. “Relax, Miss Elsa. They’re mice, not Dracula. They can’t possibly hurt you.”
“They scared me,” the blonde defended herself in a rather annoyed voice. She took a deep breath and shook her head slightly at the thought of what just happened. Slowly, Elsa walked towards the young woman, slightly fixing the shawl around her bare shoulders. “Well, thank you for coming here. Are they gone?”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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