| \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tAgumonofalchemy\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
"Oh... Oh boy. Poppy is a smart cookie, she really is. I mean she got confirmation from her new 'recruits' the fastest way to... Rubble, I think they said? Yes, the fastest way to that bulldog's heart was his stomach, as he never could wait for lunch or trying new things. But judging by that pile of empty dog food bowls, this clearly has gone above and beyond her expectations.
And it seems Poppy has seen the fruits of her error. She's amazing at keeping track of things, but I think for once, even she's been totally blindsided. I mean look at her go, it's like watching a shovel loader scooping dirt and pouring it into a dump truck; only in this case, the dump truck's bed is a trash compactor devouring scoop after scoop of that mushed liver packed with her vitamins.
I'm not mad, but I will need to make my disappointment with this clear to Poppy later. I guess the only reason I'm not mad is she got me another two cute maids to help around the manor, and I can always restock on liver. Also it's so rare I see her get so flustered. Still, certainly gonna have a word with her later. For now, I think she knows how bad she screwed up."
Yup, Poppy doesn't have her hypnotic spirals on all the time. She'd never dare look at the Master with them. But maybe after Ruebelle is done stuffing her face, she can work with Rochelle to improve Poppy's garden and reimburse her total net loss. Maybe.