Johnny Storm (
fantastic_torch) wrote2008-11-06 03:19 pm
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Rm 217, Thursday evening
Johnny was watching TV. He was watching bikes jump through hoops of fire. No, he did not yet realize he had turned into a wee baby lynx. He was totally tuned into ESPN, yo.
[Establishy and for the girl.]
[Establishy and for the girl.]
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Destiny did not look happy, but she sat where Savannah let her go and continued to growl.
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Wait. Four legs? Three he could understand...
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"Rawr."
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She stood between Destiny and the bed.
"Johnny?"
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"Well, if it doesn't wear off by morning, I can take you to work with me."
She'd let him growl when she called to yell at delivery men...
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He wiggled and shifted and wanted down. The puppy needed to be swatted at!
"Rawr!"
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"Now, what am I going to do about feeding you?"
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"No!" Savannah cursed and a barrier came up between the two combatants.
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