Dreaming of Solla Solew

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“I’m not so sure about that one, canon-ball-heed.” she grinned confidently, tucking a stray peice of light brown hair behind…

(I know what you mean. After the Fancy feet, they are all made up by someone besides the creators of the show)

“You know, i really would love to do just that, maybe crawl under a rock and die of shame if i had the chance, but Hey Omi, how do you propose I do that, huh?” said the Welsh girl, who continued to struggle against the tangle-web comb’s hold on her.

“Oh. I apologize, ma’am.” said Omi, as his friends hopped on Dojos back. “Allow me to help.” he walked over to the girl and poked at the hairs that bound her, causing them to snap back into the comb. Omi grabbed it, and hurried off toward the dragon.