*Walks to Skunk* It's okay Skunk, it's okay. Come on, I'll go take you somewhere to help you feel better. Skunk: *Sniff* Okay. *Skunk follows me* Skunk: Where are you taking me to? Me: A place that's peaceful, quiet, calming, and soothing. *We reach the place* Me: Here we are Skunk. Skunk: I'm going to jail?! Me: Of course not Skunk, this is the public library.
I got this. *Walks to Skunk* Come with me. *Skunk and I walk* Skunk: Where are you taking me to? Me: A place that can help you feel better. *We stop* Me: Here we are. Skunk: What is this place, am I going to jail? Me: No Skunk, it's the public library.
Isabella: I hear crying!