The big creature was confused for a moment when she felt something wet drip down through her hands. When she saw his face turn from terrified to humiliated, however, she suddenly understood, and she gave him a smirk, showing off all of her big teeth. "What's the matter, little boy? Can't handle a real fight?" She whispered and brought him close to her face. "You pathetic little worm... You're lucky you have encountered me, and not anyone else of my kind, pitiful human. I, unlike them, have far better ways to deal with pests like you than simple killing." She whispered, her hot breath blowing on his teary, red face. 

And so, Anya got mad for perhaps the first time since they had met. She gave him a cold look, and picked him up, holding him in a vice grip as she carried him to the bathroom. "Now you listen here! You are giving me way too much trouble considering that I let you live here completely free." She snapped and sat him on the toilet seat. She didn't change him just yet, though, leaving him with his messy, leaking training pants dripping down into the water below. She locked the door and then grabbed a bar of soap from the shower. She quickly rinsed it off, and stuck it in his mouth! "You will NOT use such horrible language to talk to me!"

Thank you very much. I've been plugging away at it as best I can and I wanted to share what was ready! Don't worry, just this once I admitted that I was getting worse over the last week no matter what medicine I tried and I actually went to the doctor and they gave me some shots and some prescriptions. yeah ... no idea how any of us know that ... Perhaps the correct solution here is somewhere in the middle? I can't even honestly say to you that I wouldn't just have the occasional complete mental shutdown! As I've said before, they would have to saw two sides off of the playpen to keep me in the corner that much.

Francine smiled brightly. "My goodness, what a treat, folks! My beautiful girl Dolly is about to give us a show!" She exclaimed and helped the girl up to her feet, and into the squatting position. "She's quite the talented artist- all of the lovely shades of brown that she works with!" Francine cooed and kissed the girl's nose. "Whenever you're ready, my beautiful little Dolly..." she whispered. "Just hope you're not too camera shy, hm dear?" She whispered and lifted her chin. 

Anya laughed. "Oh you silly little Kitten..." she whispered and pinched her cheek. "I guess I'll just have to choose for you if you're going to be difficult." She shrugged and carried her around as she looked through the girl's belongings. She made it to the girl's bedroom and smirked. "Oh Katherine, you still sleep with a Teddy bear? How precious." She whispered and grabbed the thing off of her unkempt bedspread. "Here. I think this'll be the first thing we take with us." She stated softly.