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Old 01-24-2019, 02:36 PM   #14 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Tazzie View Post
Harri looked up at the boy (who she belatedly realized that she still didn't know the name) with her bottom lip jutted slightly in a pout. She didn't want to bring the tiny cutecutecute creature to the barn it was stinky there and it most likely won't get enough cuddles, but he was right. They didn't even know what the creature ate. Or what kind of creature it was to begin with.

"Well, I guess you have a point." She said, eyeing him as he eyed the door. Now? They were bringing the cutecutecute thing to the barn now? But she wanted to give it MORE cuddles. It enjoyed the cuddles and the petting! "But wait, maybe we can try and figure it out ourselves." What kind of food the creature ate. "I'm sure this little thing isn't picky. What does cute little creatures like? Um, mashed potatoes? I'm sure she's going to like mashed potatoes." Right? Right? And yes, it's a she. "We can be its co-owners! Just look at how cute it is. I don't really want to bring her to the barn."
Yes yes indeed he had a point. Mark Gunter was a good point giver, he put thought into his actions before he took them. Yet, she was still continuing to try and play up the caretaker idea on him. "I want to do that. Trust me I do, but I don't want to play trial and error with an unknown creature." Trial and Error with his Beetle, that was fine. Mark knew a lot about Tank so he could test and practice plenty on his pet. "I think if we took it down to the Barn. We could narrow it down with some help." Logical Mark was Logical.
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The mutant did not stop with the snuggling. If they wanted, they could do this here all day. The little furball had nowhere specific she was supposed to be.

After being scratched behind the ear, another noise resembling a giggle sounded. That felt sooooooo nice.

Then the humans were all looking at the door. While they talked about whatever it was they thought was more important than doing nothing but cuddle, she silently slunk down from the girl's body and walked toward the door.

Moments later the creature was out of sight, letting her nose lead the way.
Just as the girl was pleading further and further to be co-owners of it Mark looked down at her shoulder where the creature was previously sitting. WHEN HAD IT GONE!? WHERE DID IT GO!? "It's gone!" he yelped as he moved over to the door and swung it open. Looking down both ends of the Hall, but the mystery beast was no where to be seen.
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