oldfartofcute:

Squeak. Errrrr, what do we do now?

…Hide your face, of course. Flawless decision making.

“Ah, a shy one then? What’s your species, little one?”

Rebecca went into her bag, searching for a snack for the little one to eat. She swore she had a spare Lava Cookie in here somewhere- Ah, there it was.

She took it out and offered it to the little one.

“Here.”