Babysitting at Cream's
The evening of the day is never for the faint of heart. It draws some disreputable crowds, often the disgruntled and underpaid. But not in this neighborhood. Quite far from it. No surprise truly, based off the fact Sonic resided in it. One of these houses in the community was the Vanilla residence, where there lived two anthropomorphic rabbits.
The youngest in the household was a six-year-old named Cream, who was kind but could be a handful every now and then. Currently, a ruffled orange skirt flowed around her slender legs, a fresh diaper encompassing the waist, her petite frame adorned with a blue cravat and white collar. Princeton eyes seemed to glow like Christmas lights as they widened with excitement at the sight of her favorite TV show. Little did she know what plans were made initially and who was about to knock at the front door.
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