Ditzy girl…

"Oh look! Dolls!" Colette squealed as she picked me up and emptied my contents.

/Figures/ I thought inside my little book brain/They are figures! Not dolls you stupid blonde/

Of course she couldn't hear that due to my being a book and all…

"I love dolls!" she looked expectantly at Lloyd, who quickly made up some excuse about being out of hair gel and going to the market to get some.

"Oh well! More dolls for me!"

/FIGURES YOU DUMB GIRL/

Colette picked up Elf Women 1 takes one Super pellet and Man 1 (Flanoir) one Pellet. Strange choices, I truly expected her to pick up the Unicorn pellet and start playing pony.

"Lets be friends!" Elf Women 1 said, in a cheesy you-could-tell-it-was-Colette voice.

"Oh yes, I like friends" Man 1 (Flanoir) said back.

And suddenly Half Elf Old Women super appeared, "Can I be you're friend?"

Man 1: "of course!"

Elf Women 1: "you're no different than us!"

Now this is all nice and non-discrimination-ish, and all. But her voice is so FREAKING ANNOYING. And her basic plot line is so lame. And that dialog could really use a good thesaurus.

And you can imagine my headache after a good half hour of this.

"YAY! More friends!" Colette picked up even more dol- FIGURES (help! She's brain washing me!) and added them to her annoying little "happy group of people who are happy and all love each other." Does this girl have no life or something?

At one point of this horrible nightmare I like to call "MAKE HER STOP PLEASE MAKE HER STOP!" Raine walked in. Of course, she has legs so she made a quick escape the second she could, seeing as Colette was having a wedding for the Cat pellet and the Bush Baby super.

"Duh duh duh nuh, duh duh duh nuh,"

/Why goddess Martel? Why me? Was I a bad person in my former life? Did I sell drugs to children or something/

/Well at least things couldn't get worse…/

"OH LOOK! A PONY!"

/I stand corrected…/