Marla, who was riding on Muffles' shoulder, runs down into one of her front pockets and out of sight.>>420344
Your mouth even moves to give the impression of whistling!
"Heyheyheyhey, Sophie, let's go straight to my room! We get get, like, caviar and stuff sent up!"
"Um… Sure, but Muffles, do you have any, well… popcorn?"
"Huh? But-but… I'm, like, not supposed to like that kind of stuff, right?"
Inside the mansion, Muffles brings you all up the stairs to her room door. The inside is decorated exactly what you'd expect Fattel's definition of a Princess would be like, garish pink frills and indulgence everywhere. The Toy space seems to be to the right, where shelves of Dratz and Darbies are visible, while a large, no, MASSIVE television is to the left with a comfy couch. Stacks of Darby adventures lie to the right of it, though it is the Tabletop discs and cubes that seem more recently opened. In stark contrast to the rest of the room, there is a part of the wall with a hanging scroll, and an empty photo frame.
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft starts that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn. "