Chapter Twentyfour : House
--- Miriam’s p.o.v. --- Seeing the nostalgic old victorian couch uncovered, slowly walking too it and running her hand over the soft fabric, a soft smile crept up her face and before she could control it she was smiling from ear to ear, glowing bright and getting lost in her good memories. Miriam was brought out of her dream state as she heard a loud crash coming from upstairs. slightly hesitant to go upstairs she listened carefully “Fudge ! no no no not that mirror… when is this tail going to go away!!” Miriam knew it was her daughter but her voice sounded different it was slightly like Destruction was talking at the same time. confusion washed over Miriam's face as she sees light coming from the bathroom but had to suppress a chuckle while listening to her daughter “Aaargh well at le
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