tumbleweeds: (☁ necklace)
ʝαყҽ ([personal profile] tumbleweeds) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2013-01-01 05:24 pm (UTC)

No one would chain you to the oven, that'd just be a waste. [ She's just going to be blatantly horrible at both of them and see what happens, does that sound good? Sure it does. ]

You have the weirdest thing about food, Neal -- and you promise a lot of things. [ That part doesn't come out quite as carefree as she'd like, a little barb instead; he promised he would come and get her and he didn't. He promised they were on the same team and now Peter's here, so that remains to be seen -- but a reminder never hurts. ] As for the rest...

[ She slips off the counter and is a cat before she hits the ground; small enough not to be a threat, because she doesn't know Peter and would rather not get shot instead of getting waffles. She sniffs at Neal first, checking to see how he's been doing a little more before twining between his legs in a figure-eight, rubbing her little furry body against his ankles (mine). Then she slinks over to Peter, sniffing at his shoes, tail twitching -- and then it's just a jump up to the counter and a shift back like nothing ever happened. ]

Well, at least he used soap.

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