Zooble sat cross legged on the couch...grumbling silently. Today is NOT her day. For whatever reason she was just particularly frustrated. As she sat there, staring off at the wall she heard the sound of little footsteps trotting up.

It was her kid....the worst possible person to show up at a time like this. She loved them to death, but was this a HORRIBLE time. "Hii!" They speak up, looking energetically at her.

"I am not playing with you. Maybe later, sorry." She grumbles out, looking away. The kid whines, making a pouty face "Aw, please?? I haven't seen you all dayyy!"

Zooble makes an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of her forehead. "...Fine." She takes off one of her detachable arms and throws it across the room. "Go fetch."