POV: Cotton Candy.
"Okay," Cheery Pie started. "Let's get down to business. You guys so far suck when it comes to entertainment. Baby Maker and the little wolf cubs are the only thing saving this show. You need to appeal to the audience."
"There was a lot of action last night," Gray added.
"That kind of 'action' we don't need to film. Also, do not tell me details. The problem was solved, that's all I need to know." She didn't want to know anything else. "Guards doing what they have to is good enough for me. Now, to what matters? We are playing around with dears and darlings today."
Dears and Darling? I listened and watched Cheery Pie grab a man along with her.
"Kneel to the floor."
The darling kneeled.
She took her shoes off. "Massage."
He massaged her feet with glee. "Like this?"
"Yes. Now, each of you women. Come over. Grab a darling or dear, and do the same thing. One for each foot, please."
