The formerly creepy mansion where a raven would fit right in- Thursday

Brooke was still a bird, and she was getting really annoyed about it. Flying was cool, but she decided she was over lirteally everything else about it immediately.

And on day three of it, she was hopping around on the sofa, trying to turn the TV on by hitting the remote buttons with her beak. Look. Her shows were on. She wasn't missing them just because she had feathers.


[For ze boy!]