Vriska Vulpix's Journal Entry No. 2
April 13th "Wakie, Wakie, sleepy-dunder-head! It's almost noon; you've been sleeping half the entire day!" I groaned and rolled over, covering my ears. A fat, familiar hand stroked my side. "Vul-vul, vul-vul pix-pix vul." A chortle. "Get up, Pixie,...