Ppt pick me

*Prototype nods* Sweet dreams!

*Emilia steps closer, eyes narrowing with a smirk* You’d get in trouble? For what, existing? Go on, cry about it- *she flicks a claw at your cheek* Or better yet, fetch me a snack. Like a good little pet.

yall hearing ts-?

*Emilia grabs your collar, nails digging in as her voice drops to a growl* Oh, the *toy’s* got a backbone? *spits on your shoes* Wanna test that? *glances at the others with a mocking laugh* Anyone gonna discipline their mutt?