Yeh, you better not. [She calms down a bit with a quick rub to her eyes and nose, getting rid of any incriminating wetness, glowering at him through the screen.] I'd have'ta hog tie ya an' string ya up fer makin' me worry so.
[There's a loud sound off to the side from her hidey hole, and she glances over, then back to Croach, sighing.]
All right, Blue One...got the feelin' I'm gonna be late tonight. But I need ya to be waitin' fer me with yer arms ready fer some high quality huggin, ya got me?
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All right, Blue One...got the feelin' I'm gonna be late tonight. But I need ya to be waitin' fer me with yer arms ready fer some high quality huggin, ya got me?
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Yer the best. See ya soon.