Betty should use steel wool instead of a washcloth or sponge. Lemonada and Lionel donât deserve a fair challenge, but adjust it enough that she manages to âwinâ. Rig it so Lionel loses no matter what. Make him cry so that he can be blamed for Lemonada not getting her eye back. Nothing is as sweet as turning a bitch-mare and her favorite foal against each other.
I assure you, itâs not going to be fair in the slightest.
âBetty? Do you know what the word âScaldingâ means?â
Although Iâm not sure what mum means by âHow you made that choiceâ.
Seems like she was gonna hurt Betty and Kid anyway.
Betty just got pissed because Lemonada took less that five seconds to think about her options. You can think of the eye and bath time as a bonus level of torture, due to Lemonadaâs desire to jump the gun.
Bitch got what she deserved!
The more I think about it, Lemonada and Lionel deserve each other. They are both selfish and are willing to let others die as long as they benefit. If I were Betty, Iâd mutalate and disfigure them, but not kill them. Maybe leave them pillowed, forced to spend the rest of their life together, hating each other.
I guess you could say that âthe lemon doesnât rot far from the treeââŚ
So Not only is her kid gonna lose His legs she already lost an eye for how fast she made that decision
Yeah, thatâs about the long and short of it. In truth, I just wanted to draw her suffering more.
I know this is more an error from an artist point of view, but itâs kind of funny.
I was trying to fet an aerial POV but couldnât get it quite right⌠A shame really.
Youâre on fire! I canât wait for Lemonadas suffering
Thank you! It always motivates me when I know that Iâm entertaining people.
If all goes well then you can expect part 8 by tomorrow .
Iâm not sure how youâre getting that Lionel is selfish and willing to let others die. He was still a blind non-verbal chirpy when he got fitted with the tubes and has only just opened his eyes recently.
Even his thoughts have been entirely reasonable - calling his mother a monster for inflicting pain on him and begging Betty not to take his legs.
To add to that, in my headcanon, Chirpies donât even have the capability of an inner monologue. The part of their brain that is pre-loaded with fluffspeak language doesnât activate until their eyes open (sometimes a tad sooner, based on intelligence). So his first clear thought was literally âwhy am I in terrible pain? I need my mommyâ.
I donât think she will care itâs son loses its legs, I think it will only see if as a broken toy