[Jimmy groans as the Goodra plops her head on top of Jimmy's, just tall enough so she can drape herself over his shoulders like a sticky shawl, patting the side of his face and hair with her sticky hand.
Jimmy looks up at Molly with a weak smile, even as the goop drips down the side of his face.]
This is uh...Guava. She's a Goodra, a dragon type.
[She looks up with a bright smile in Molly's direction, gurgling happily.]
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[Jimmy groans as the Goodra plops her head on top of Jimmy's, just tall enough so she can drape herself over his shoulders like a sticky shawl, patting the side of his face and hair with her sticky hand.
Jimmy looks up at Molly with a weak smile, even as the goop drips down the side of his face.]
This is uh...Guava. She's a Goodra, a dragon type.
[She looks up with a bright smile in Molly's direction, gurgling happily.]