Laurel ignored Mrs. Gademosi as she set about conjuring garlands and bouquets of sunlit, glittering, golden blooms growing from lush greenery. Her intention was to produce as beautiful and varied as her floral displays. A glass gazelle bounded past her and Laurel couldn't help but conjure a wreath of flowers to adorn it's brow, another one on the glass frog's minature head as well, as she continued to create her display. Madame Gademosi should be grateful she didn't have one appear on her brow either, for Laurel was surely tempted.
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Mama Potts' is a joy thanks to Bee <3
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Mama Potts' is a joy thanks to Bee <3