Sweet Vanessa

“Where is the bird?” asked the large black dog in a surprisingly high voice, as if it had swallowed helium from Carl’s balloons. “You đã đưa ý kiến bạn had the bird.”

Dug cowered. “Oh yes, oh yes, since I have đã đưa ý kiến that, I can see how bạn would think that.”

“Where is it?”

“Um, tomorrow. Come back tomorrow and then I will again have the bird.”

“You Mất tích it?” snarled the dog.

Rapunzel found her voice. “Hey, leave Dug alone!”

The dog turned and growled at her. Rapunzel backed away. “Master will be most pleased that we have found them and will ask of them many questions. Come!”...