Mabel Pines! On the move! Documenting creatures, this way and that! She's practically skipping along, everything here is so indescribably neato, goodness gracious. She's managed to wrangle a sketchbook and a clicky pen to sketch the blessed creatures of Nysa with. The wonders truly never cease, they're all so beautiful and weird and—
She halts. Staring down at the pair, pen poised high. Her eyes blow wide.]
A dog in sunglasses? [She blinks.
Then her hand slams down on the paper.] SOLD! I'm picking Olympia! All the best animals are there! Dragons are usually grumpy anyway. Not like yoooou, cutie-smushy face! [She drops the notebook and immediately cuddles the holo-dog, who puts up with it. For now.
She stops rubbing her cheek into the dog's for a second.]
And don't think I'm forgetting you! Come here...[She lies flat on the ground hands outstretched and scratching at the floor. As she works to entice the cat, the dog makes a break for it, turning tail to sniff around some meat stall. Probably. Who knows, it's not even real.] Come on little guy, you don't need to be afraid! It's just lil' ol Mabel! Ready to give you a hug!
iii, sorry you can't just post a prompt like that and have it not get dogpiled. GET IT?????
Mabel Pines! On the move! Documenting creatures, this way and that! She's practically skipping along, everything here is so indescribably neato, goodness gracious. She's managed to wrangle a sketchbook and a clicky pen to sketch the blessed creatures of Nysa with. The wonders truly never cease, they're all so beautiful and weird and—
She halts. Staring down at the pair, pen poised high. Her eyes blow wide.]
A dog in sunglasses? [She blinks.
Then her hand slams down on the paper.] SOLD! I'm picking Olympia! All the best animals are there! Dragons are usually grumpy anyway. Not like yoooou, cutie-smushy face! [She drops the notebook and immediately cuddles the holo-dog, who puts up with it. For now.
She stops rubbing her cheek into the dog's for a second.]
And don't think I'm forgetting you! Come here...[She lies flat on the ground hands outstretched and scratching at the floor. As she works to entice the cat, the dog makes a break for it, turning tail to sniff around some meat stall. Probably. Who knows, it's not even real.] Come on little guy, you don't need to be afraid! It's just lil' ol Mabel! Ready to give you a hug!