FFFFFFFF.

I hate the smell of baby formula. Always have, ever since my little brother was a baby.

Now I realize what it smells like...

Failure.

*headdesk*

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The Stoatette, wife of the man known only as The Foxy Stoat, has embarked upon a strange journey during which she has to conquer her fears of pain, loss, heartbreak, and needles.