Duckie Dale Pretty In Pink の小説・ストーリー

Daisy Duke glanced from Jabby to the expensive car and back. "Sit on it," Jabby said again and motioned at the car. This was not happening. It couldn't happen. Killam rubbed his face, but when he opened his eyes, it was happening. Daisy Duke planted her fine ass on the driver's side of the hood, stretched her long legs out and flipped her hair while Jabby snapped pictures on his phone. Great. Now Killam would have to clean ass prints off his car and hope this little photoshoot didn't leave a dent. And yet, he found himself looking at her ass a little too hard. If she leaned forward any more, it was going to come up.

He's beaming. "Mommy! Daddy! The ducks are so cute! They have babies! Little baby ducks! They're so fluffy! They're so yellow! Can we get a duck? A baby duck? Please? Please, please, please? I'll take care of it! I'll feed it! I'll walk it! I'll love it forever!" "A duck?" "A pet duck! I want a pet duck! I'll name him Ducky! Or Quackers! Or Sir Feathers!"

However, because of one event, Eagle started to be wary of Pink. Pink Bunny was looking innocent in most of the setting. Yet, her soft voice often camouflaged her abusive language. Her elegant action often came with hidden force under it and sometimes, it gave a bad taste to the recipients. Eagle used to undermine Pink’s work. And after he experienced Pink’s toughness and heavy sarcasm, he’d learned that a cute puppy wasn’t always harmless. “If you don’t mind… can I…” Pink opened her paper fan and placed it under her eyes.

He wondered how all them live in such a small house. Suddenly, one of her daughters came out of the room. She was very tall and had had her hair trimmed and dyed pink. She wore a short gown that was almost transparent, and her lips were painted red to match the red gown she was wearing. Richard was so surprised at her appearance that he couldn't stop looking at her. "What are you looking at?" She asked when she noticed him. "I'm sorry," Richard replied. "Please Suzan, don't you know that he's my guest," Mama Ruth interfered. "Whatever," she said and is walked out.

It even looked like there was some silvery shimmer in the midnight blue areas that made it look like stars. After staring at my hair for another few minutes, I sat down at the table with the others, and us kids started talking about my party and Jackie’s 18th birthday that was coming up in 3 weeks. Jackie said she wanted a ‘Pretty in Pink’ themed birthday and we all started laughing. “I swear Jackie, you and ‘the everything has to be pink’ phase you’re going through. I hope your dragon has pink, like your favorite color, at least some of it, that is.” I said. Jackie laughed and said, “I hope so too, pale pink is already in my hair, but that might just be because my Fae side is a pink hue.” W

She handed over to him a small bag. "Yuuppp!" Dalvin smiled, looking inside the bag, he suddenly frowned. "A piece of cake, with a small bottle of Pepsi?" "A piece of cake at MacDonald's!" Pink snapped. "I spent five thousand naira buying that piece of cake and small bottle of Pepsi. Mitcheeeew, ungrateful soul." Dalvin came closer to Pink, sniffing her dress to confirm his suspicion. "Yikes! You stink, when did you start drinking alcohol?"

Had he guessed what Daisy was saying in her mind? She ducked her head in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. Dale pulled her closer into his side, while they watched the first of the talent contestants’ show off their band. This competition had the picnic feeling like some kind of music festival. The wolves seemed to love the variety of entertainment that could be found at the tournament.

Deimos settles on a pink one, mumbling something about statistics, “Previous generation was more boys, so the next must be more girls, right?” Uncle John goes next. “I agree with him,” he says, waving a pink cake through the air. Haley, radiant as ever, glides to the board. “I don’t mind what’s between its legs … but a little girl would be nice.” She lets out a small squeal as she picks up the pink cake, eyes twinkling. Uncle Ash picks pink with an authoritative nod. Ilkay surprises no one with blue. Noah goes pink. So far, pink is creeping ahead.

“Follow me, I'll give you a little tour of the house. Darla and Jade walked through the living room, to the kitchen, and the stairs. They slowly made their way up to the second floor, Darla pointed out the bathroom and her room. Finally, she stopped in front of a pink door, she smiled and then opened the door. “This is your room; I hope you don't mind pink?” Darla said opening the door. “It was my Daughters after she died. I cleaned out the room but never had the heart to paint it. While I was with you, Mike got some stuff here so you had a bed.” She said pointing to the nicely made bed. “Na pink is okay,” She lied. “I like it, it’s so homey.” She walked further into the room, she was scared

She squeals, jumping on the bed, Dutch joining her as she does a little victory dance, her childish cackles fill my heart with joy. The room itself was a baby pink colour, it was so light it was almost white, the bed sat to the side of the room, it was a huge 4 poster king size bed, draped around it and over the top was soft pink tulle, the sheets were a crisp white colour, the added sheets and blankets were different shades of pink, placed neatly on her bed. A large cushion was placed in the middle, on the middle of it had the pack symbol, below it, it read ‘Princess Baylee’ in pink.