11-17-2015, 05:17 AM
"...wrong children?!..." she wondered. The little fairy replied, "mother, father is busy, maybe I should call little Billy to do the work for you." Contessa dropped her basket of flowers and flew up to the treehouse where they lived. In it, she found her brother fast asleep in a fold of blankets. She reached her hand into what looked liked a switch and pressed it gently with her two fingers. Suddenly a loud sound resonated within the room, like that of a crazy horse. Billy looked disappointed. "What was that for?!," he yelled.