《Mommy's Little Pup.》32-Make-up.
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"Girls! what have you done?" Auntie Nat asks we're only playing why is she mad?
"We are pretty mommy!" Rila answers her and I nod my head yes, I look very beautiful, I always loved make-up, and loved using it always, even when mommy only gave me clean brushes to play with.
"I know you're pretty but the makeup isn't meant to go on the puppy's face," she says making me frown, I love my make-up, why can't I have makeup?
"Why?" Iris asks for me, yes why! I love it!
"Because she's too young and her skin is sensitive," she answers us, but I looked at her with a big pout, I'm not going to wash my face.
"Ohhhhh..." both Rila and Iris say at the same time.
"Come on, let's go wash your face," Zane says, but I took off running, I'm not going to wash my face, this home is similar to ours, but they don't have any kid's gate over the stairs, I started to run down the stairs, I stumbled, but managed to get back up, and kept on walking downstairs, I didn't know where to go, but I was running. Maybe if I go outside, I can manage to get back home, our place is just nearby, mommy said all the teachers live next to each other since the school provides the homes.
"Rosabelle?" mommy says entering the house, I ran toward her, everyone is evil here, no one likes me, I cried into her chest, they want to wash my face, I'm called a baby and no one is playing with me.
"Mommy," I say with more tears, I couldn't get the word out of my mouth, not when I'm overwhelmed like this.
"For god's sake, she's quick," Nat says coming down after me.
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"I know, what did you do to make her run?" mommy asks her, yeah, they're the bad ones here.
"I said, I want to wash her face, Rila got a make-up set, and I don't think it's meant for her age," Nat says, making mama groan.
"She loves make-up, but you know those sets aren't meant for littles this young," mommy says, agreeing with her.
"They were a gift for Rila, I have them hidden but that little monkey can find anything," Nat says making mommy chuckle, but Rila isn't a monkey, why is she calling her that?
"Riri, no monkey," I say trying to wipe my tears off on mommy's shirt.
"It's her title when she gives me hard time, now that your mommy is here, you're good?" auntie Nat asks me, I nod my head yes, with mommy here, everything is well.
"I need to wash your face sweetie," mommy says, but I didn't want to.
"Nu-uh," I answer her.
"YEs, the other girls are getting their faces washed too," Auntie Nat assures her she won't be the only one getting her face washed.
"We got a movie to watch next, and Zane would make you popcorn, and you can eat all the popcorn you want with your favourite juice," mommy bribes me, that doesn't sound so bad, I want that, I nod agreeing to that.
She had my face washed in no time, then we sat cuddling on the sofa with the two girls and their doms, and watched movies until we all fell asleep, it was the best sleepover ever, even if I was taken home after I fell asleep, I know since I woke up in the middle of the night crying and I was back in mommy's bed and not over the sofa.
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"What's wrong baby, what happened?" mommy asks pulling my hands away from my face, I didn't even know I was scratching it so badly, but it hurt, she kept pulling my hands away.
"Let's wash your face yeah," she says taking me to the bathroom, I was too sleepy and tired to understand much of what was going on until I saw my face in the mirror all red, and blotchy.
"Mommy?" I ask afraid, what happened?
"It's just an allergic reaction sweetie, nothing to be afraid of," she assures me but too late, I was afraid, she got some cream and spread them all over my face as I cried.
"Rosabelle, you can't keep crying, I know it hurt, but you're crying the medication away," she says kissing my head, where there was no cream and no red blotch.
"Otay," I say understanding and trying to stop crying.
"Good girl, now open up," she says taking advantage of my tired stage and stuck the pink medicine inside my mouth, making me whine.
"You'll be fine by morning, now close your eyes baby," she says after she was done with the medications and was just holding me up for comfort.
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