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“Come on then, you tempting tuna,” I agreed. “Let’s see if you can water the lawn.”
Shouldn’t I have been asking her why the fuck she was always comparing me to sexually active sealife?
“There’s me calling you a barracuda when we have a whale in our midst,”
That was a fish I wanted to wrestle into my grasp and bring ashore more than once, though I daren't admit it to him.
Today was too important for me to be distracted by Max and his long Sherman.
wasn't going to stand for some dinglefooted Dragon meddling with my plans today.
A sponge.
Caleb pressed his face into a pillow, obviously overcome with emotion for how terrible a job he had done here.
"Dragons don't sit on rocks.
"Oh...wow," she said, her smile tight like she couldn't quite find the words to show her excitement at this wonderous gift.
"Please confirm your attendance by placing a tear of joy on this page and follow the instructions to the main event."
"I'm surprised you were able to rein yourself in, but I really don't think I could have dealt with a massive party.
“Oh butter me right side up, I am quite the baked good, aren’t I?”
"If you're barnacle enough then come and follow me and show me how well your haddock can do the ocean jive."
"My oh my, Captain Hook really found the Lost Boys today, didn't he?"
Seth had an arm slung around Darcy's shoulders and he was trying to encourage her to howl at the moon while she called him a butt sniffing dog boy and Caleb agreed with her with a roar of laughter.
"I would sooner seal Lady Petunia up tighter than a clam at Christmas for all of time than ever serve you rotten scoundrels!"
