Pure's Story

Ok, you heard Jay's story, now it's Pure's turn. Go for it, Pure! "Ok, hi i'm Pure, a whi" Pure WE KNOW your a white puffle, get on with the story. "Oh, ok. Sorry owner." It's ok, Pure. "Well I was kinda talking to Jay, the black puffle who's super awesome (and the puffle I can't freeze, YAY!), I was half listening to her, and half listening to Dancer, the mean purple puffle who makes fun of my power to freeze, then Jay said in are adorable puffle language, are you paying attention? I said sorry Jay, I just wish purple puffles weren't as mean. Then she raised her eyes (since we don't have eyebrows, which would ruin are cuteness) and said, she is making fun of you again, huh? I said yeah, and then I looked at the ground. Then, before the popular penguin came, me and Jay walked into puffle school. And then Jay spotted Dancer, and grinned and said show time. And this next part is really funny. Ok, so Jay walked up to Dancer, then Dancer said, weirdo, get out of my way. And then, good thing Jay has a bunch of hot sauce puffle-os (which make her a puffle fireball) to help her make an impression on Dancer, then she ate a hot sauce puffle-o, AND EVERYONE RAN TO THE BATHROOMS! Everyone accept Dancer, with no crowd around her or her bodyguard, Pinky, the pink puffle, I ran outside, of course, to watch the action. So then Jay literately flew around the school like a puffle maniac, like her sister, Flare, a elite black puffle (who doesn't go to school anymore), then SHE LIT DANCER'S HAIR ON FIRE! Jay can creep the hair off anyone, and she really did at puffle school. But literately, Jay creeps out everyone, accept me (so thats why were best friends), and when everyone comes into the main hallway again, (including me) Jay says harshly to Dancer, don't you dare make fun of Pure, AGAIN! Then we got to class. No one is like Jay, she's silent, stubborn, and the best friend a tiny white puffle like me could have! When we got back, a few minutes later, we saw a popular penguin, and a pookie. All of us puffles can agree on one thing:US PUFFLES HATE POOKIES! They always hang around are shop, getting adopted instead of us. So, the pop penguin (pop stands for popular with me and Jay), almost got Smarty, when that little yellow pookie pointed at Dancer! YAY! Wait, no yay. That could have been poor Smarty, the brown smart puffle, who never gets picked. But the next day, a purple penguin picked Extreme, the extreme red puffle. But the next day was awful, I GOT PICKED! WITHOUT JAY! I cried when she dropped me off, alone with Extreme. She showed me around, and I started crying, freezing the ground. Then Extreme told me that she heard that Smarty would be bought next. But the next day, my owner, Dark Spyro9, came home with... JAY! I had missed her so much and that day forth I could never be happier until I got a cro" Pure, that good for today. "wn! Oh, um he he sorry owner." Bye! "Bye!" Pure!