Laughing, Brynn tucked her legs underneath her and brushed her hair behind her ear, "I'd take pictures!" It would be quite the battle, that would be sure, what with the Minister and his cronies and Superman and his excellence. Brynn shook the whipped cream bottle and placed two fingers on Dylan's forehead, pushing his head back just enough to get a good angle for the whipped cream bottle. She tilted it and aimed the nozzle at his mouth and pushed the trigger.
It went into his mouth predictably at first, until Brynn was sure that he didn't expect any shenanigans. Then, of course, the shenanigans commenced. Suddenly, she began painting all around Dylan's face! Oh boy. Hello Kristin.
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