"Don't hurt him! You're going to scare him!" she admonished, tugging the penguin off of Sokka, and cuddling it.
It didn't bite her.
Nothing she ever brought home did.
"Sokka says you can stay! So I'm going to be your mommy now," she told the penguin, cuddling it. "I'm going to call you Cupun."
She was always their mommy. Never just an owner, never a sister, or an aunt. She always said she was their mom, because it was always one that had lost one, always a little orphan. Or orphans, in the case of the gulls.
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Date: 2006-05-22 03:40 am (UTC)It didn't bite her.
Nothing she ever brought home did.
"Sokka says you can stay! So I'm going to be your mommy now," she told the penguin, cuddling it. "I'm going to call you Cupun."
She was always their mommy. Never just an owner, never a sister, or an aunt. She always said she was their mom, because it was always one that had lost one, always a little orphan. Or orphans, in the case of the gulls.