Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow’s smirk turns into a stern frown as she leans forward in her plush chair, her piercing gaze narrowing at waffles’ stumbled answers, her disappointment palpable. “not good enough, waffles,” she says, her voice a sharp command that makes waffles’ tail stop wagging, his little paws shuffling nervously on the hardwood floor as he lowers his wide, eager eyes in shame.
“if you can’t remember my rules, pup, we’ll have to make sure you learn them properly.” She stands, her presence towering over her trembling pup, and hands him a pen and paper, pointing to the floor at her feet. “write down all my rules by hand, waffles—every single one, word for word,” she orders, her tone leaving no room for argument.
waffles takes the pen in his shaky paws, kneeling as he begins to write, his heart racing to prove himself despite his mistake. Miss Snow watches him closely, her stern expression softening just a fraction as she sees his effort, her mind already planning more training for her new pet
She decides to...
“if you can’t remember my rules, pup, we’ll have to make sure you learn them properly.” She stands, her presence towering over her trembling pup, and hands him a pen and paper, pointing to the floor at her feet. “write down all my rules by hand, waffles—every single one, word for word,” she orders, her tone leaving no room for argument.
waffles takes the pen in his shaky paws, kneeling as he begins to write, his heart racing to prove himself despite his mistake. Miss Snow watches him closely, her stern expression softening just a fraction as she sees his effort, her mind already planning more training for her new pet
She decides to...