Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Robbie felt a stream of warm liquid flowing down his head. He instinctively shuddered and shifted his gaze up.

“Ah! Fifi went number two on Robbie’s head!” shrieked Jamie as he pointed at Fifi.

“Eww!” said Ellie. She closed her eyes immediately and commented, “That is so gross.”

Robbie’s face was red with anger. Gritting his teeth, he growled, “Fifi!”

Fifi sobbed and quickly flew to the other side before landing on the sofa. It looked fearfully at Robbie and said, “Scared. Scared.”

“Scared? You went number two on my head!” complained Robbie as his tiny face flushed red with anger.

“Fifi was probably frightened by that screech just now, Robbie. Don’t be mad at it,” cooed Henry. “Let’s go clean up for now.”

After that, Henry waved, and someone hurried over to get Robbie to the side. They washed his hair.

Fortunately, they were using the better car that day, and it had everything they needed.

“Fifi, come here,” ordered Ellie as she extended her hand to the bird.

and rubbed her cheek with its furry head. It seemed like the parrot

go number two on someone else’s head again, okay?” taught Ellie patiently. “Robbie

Scared,” repeated Fifi

too,” asked Jamie curiously. “It

Rokan Hill may have a variety of species, and we have seen

think that screech came from that car,” said Henry. He was getting older, but his senses were still more sensitive than most. He hypothesized, “Could someone

a warrior clan, and rumor has it that Mr. Lindberg likes to keep wild animals as pets. Earlier, we suspected that the residents in Northridge were

investigate the matter,” instructed Henry grimly. “I don’t want to risk those barbarians hurting

replied Spencer, who then gave

had washed his hair

left, but he still felt uncomfortable. It was as if the smelly poop

all clean now,”

anymore. Let me go home with you,” requested Robbie with a frown. He couldn’t stand the idea of

germaphobes. He’ll feel uncomfortable until he went

towel-dried his hair before returning to the

wanted to