Salem: *sigh*



Mercury: What´s wrong?



Salem: Sometimes they come out... like this. *points at Beowoof*



Hazel: *picks it up and throws it into a pit*



*happy Beowoof noises as the pack welcomes yet another member*



Emerald: *sadness noises*



Salem: *idea noises*

*Emerald sells these "specially bred, Grimm-like puppies" to people*



*Beowoof die from overload of positive emotions a year after, leaving hundreds of thousands of families devastated and luring Grimm into the villages*







Ok, maybe I got a bit carried away, but I´m too lazy to delete it, so yeah.



I originally only wanted to write the first three lines, but then the rest happened.

