[i]Oh shit. She's pissed.[/i]

Baby Parry shrank back a little, or tried to, and promptly fell on his back. Arms flailing like an upended turtle, he was finally able to roll back up into a crawling position.

[i]But at least she's on the right track with the sword.[/i]

Parry crawled back toward the Y block ever so slowly to keep his arms and legs steady. Grasping the little wooden block, he licked it one more time before casting it as hard as he could toward Estelle- sending the block flying a good eighteen inches.

[i]Not my best toss...[/i]