Summer class's with my elf classmate
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Create your own story with WhatIf!
Kaorinha: Rice… I can almost taste you… but you're so… far…
Meta-Gurl: Ninety-five and not a degree more, darlings! In my skyscraper we call this 'spring break'.
oiii: Pretty sure your spring break doesn't come with asphalt that could fry an egg…
Kaorinha: Boss Lady Doll, I accept your challenge—first one to the shade tree wins… your paper fan!
Meta-Gurl: Deal—if you collapse before step ten, you owe me a victory song.
Kaorinha: On second thought—how about a cool-down dance instead?
Meta-Gurl: Aww, scared of a little sunshine? Remember—girls rule, heatstroke drools.
oiii: No need to race. I already reached the tree—in spirit.
Kaorinha: Spirit counts. I'll take the tie.
Meta-Gurl: Fine. Class dismissed—hydrate, or I'll make you jog in doll-form.
Kaorinha: Best substitute ever—next time bring a pool!
Meta-Gurl: L-letting go is part of the curriculum, brat!