"Well, well, what we have here, my lovely queen?" Ceres's taunting voice began echoing around the woods where the two council pets lurked for information about Morbius. The two council pets were looking around since the owner of the voice was nowhere to be found. But, on the other hand, Ceres saw their wondering expression as they began moving cautiously. "What are you going to do with them?" Frizabelle asked her wife while leaning on the tree beside her wife. "Hm, loose their screws perhaps." Ceres was smirking as she answered while her eyes were still locked on the two council pets on the ground. "But not to the point they were going to harm anyone here." Frizabelle reminded her before a peck left on her wife's cheek.
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