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Outside Everything But The Monkey, Saturday Morning

April had forgotten that she was banned from J,GoB, which had thrown a bit of a curveball in her morning: upon waking up, she'd gone straight there for her customary morning carrot-raisin muffin, but had been turned away at the door by a terrified-looking barista who kept insisting that she 'knew why' she was banned. That was annoying, but April could deal: she just went ahead and picked up some groceries, including a corn muffin from the store's bakery section. It didn't have raisins in it, but it was close enough.

And now she was going on with her morning, which included a trip to the local pet store with a thick stack of paper in hand.

First she went inside to deliver this petition right up to the front desk, but the manager shushed her and bustled her out the front door to talk to her where potential customers couldn't hear. The fear on his face made it worth the inconvenience, in April's opinion.

"Hey, fucker," she said, thrusting the papers out to him. "Got those signatures you didn't believe I could get. Two hundred people want you to start taking better care of your dogs, asswipe."

The manager insisted that he had no idea what she was talking about, but April knew better and just kept talking over him. "I'm being nice, bro. Next step, I send my kids in here to start throwing all your stuff around. Remember when Magnus shattered the frog case? Yeah, good times."

"I, I really don't know--"

"Whatever, fucker," April said, turning on her heel and tossing the remaining papers in the air. "Take better care of your dogs. Ludgate out!"

[[omfg so open.]]

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//Still fighting the good fight, I see,// Jono mused, standing across the street and looking rather amused at the scene that was playing out before him. //You managed to get enough signatures even on an island this size? I shouldn't be surprised, but I'm certainly impressed, luv.//

Yes, technically the Boards were open and he should have been watching them in case of any potential customers, but even though he didn't need to take a break for lunch or even fresh air these days, even Jonothon needed to step out into the sun now and again and away from his work. It was serendipity that had him walking by the pet shop in time to catch April's demonstration.

"You can get a lot of signatures when you scare the crap out of people, which, check it out, turns out I haven't forgotten how to do," April replied. "Score one for animals everywhere."

And now Jono was going to get something of a bro-hug, if he didn't have any objections. Back-thumping and everything.

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No objections, of course. April was practically family, and Jono had mellowed out a fair bit in his old age. He even returned the hug with a thump on April's back for good measure.

//And I'm certain the puppies here will be thankful for that. But if they need any more coercing after this, I stand by my offer to have Emma arrange for some sort of legal assistance. I don't mind fostering a few dogs while we look for proper homes for them, if it comes to that. I've lived with Scelties before.//

The Kindred dogs of Kaeleer were a much bigger handful than the normal pups of Earth. Jono had learned to let himself be herded early on, lest he suffer a good, solid 'nip' to the posterior.

April waved him off. "My clinic's got a shelter that'll take 'em," she assured him. "You could take a few if you actually want dogs, though. Some friends to keep Joni active."

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//Is that your way of telling me that I'm starting to slow down in my old age?//

Jono was teasing, and there was a sort of overtone of amusement in his voice as he spoke to show as much. Sure, technically, he was nearing his fiftieth birthday in a month or so, but his body had been torn apart and re-constructed so many times by now, it was a wonder that he looked a day over thirty.

//I'll consider it, perhaps. Now that I'm not doing as much traveling between here and Glacia as I used to, a dog might make for welcome company. Keep me on my toes.//

April smirked. "You said it, not me," she quipped. "And I'd be willing to loan you one of mine for a trial period, if you want. You know they love you."

All six of them. Yeah, April was totally a crazy dog lady these days.

"I could see you with a beagle..."

//A beagle, really? What about me do you think screams 'beagle person,' dare I ask?//

... He'd probably be a sucker for big brown beagle eyes, yes. And it was a good British breed. And had an even temperament...

//I'd spoil the bloody thing rotten, you know. It'd get fat.//

"Good, she could use to put on a few pounds," April said, fishing out her phone in search of a picture (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c9/Puppy_beagle.jpg) to show Jono. "Her name's Liz. Just rescued her. Adorable, right? You'd love her."

She totally wasn't taking no for an answer, Jono. Just FYI.

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//Now, how in the world did I not actually see that was com-oh my bloody Christ she's adorable.//

And this was how Jono had ended up with Joni, too. Tell him she was a rescue. Shove her at him and run. The cuteness would do the rest of the work.

//What sort of situation is she coming from? Anything I should know about her?//

That wasn't a 'yes,' yet, April.

Just... very close to one.

"From what I can tell," April said, flipping to the next (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__P2znaNpK_0/S7OBn9PnR1I/AAAAAAAAC04/nhq3ATOJzJE/s1600/beagle1.jpg) picture and then the next (http://smileluver38.webs.com/photos/Beagle%20Puppy%20On%20a%20Shoe.jpg) one, "her asswipe former owner is moving in with her sugar daddy into a swanky development in Eagleton and they don't allow dogs, so she ditched her in the middle of Ramsen Park. Fucker."

April paused on a fourth picture and smirked to herself, but it was safe to say that this one wasn't of the beagle, because she skipped past it and kept looking through her photos. "She's a little clingy. Likes to fetch shoes without being asked. But fucking cute."

Puppy! Sleeping! Sleeping on feet!

Ahem.

//Well... I'm used to clingy animals. Wouldn't blame her one bit, if she was abandoned like that, poor thing.// Jono's bio-nuclear psionic fiery heart was melting a little. You could tell. //The Boards have been childproofed a couple times over the years, so they should be dog-safe, too, but give me a few days to wander through and make certain of that before bringing her by just to be sure? Joni knows better than to go after electrical cords and the like, but a new puppy is a little more of a handful than a twenty-something theatre kitten.//

Plus it didn't help that he still wasn't certain if he was the one who had changed overnight, or if the island itself had. With this place, it really was difficult to tell.

"You got it," April said, making a note in her phone. "Might be a couple weeks. Got a bunch of surgeries and stuff to do this coming week and then I gotta show up at my friends' wedding and get stupid drunk for two days, so. You've got time."

So she was responsible, but she wasn't responsible. Never fear, Jono.

"...Magnus'll be super jealous if you walk off with his favorite puppy, just so you know."

//All the more reason for him to visit more often, I'd say,// Jonothon replied, clearly amused. //Both of them, really. It's been weeks since I last spoiled them rotten and sent them home to mum, and I need to see if Kostra's guitar playing has improved since I dug out those books the last time.//

Because.

"If by 'improved' you mean 'she plays it constantly and I can never get any sleep,' then yeah," April retorted. "Or the normal definition. She did that too."

//It's good to hear she's passionate about it,// Jono offered, not sounding even remotely apologetic. //She'll be playing Hendrix in no time, at this rate. Possibly even during the day, when you're already awake.//

Who was the best godfather ever? Huh?

"I have no problem with that, long as she plays it well," April said.

Because April.

"If she doesn't, I'm hunting you down for my money back, obviously."

Ahahahahahaha like Jono got paid for those guitar lessons. Noooooooooooo.

//I'll have to start sleeping with one eye open in fear that I'm going to be robbed in the night,// Jonothon mused, shaking his head. //I suppose giving you a key was my first mistake.//

It came in handy if she needed to drop off the kids.

Or, apparently, beagles.

April bumped his shoulder. Just for fun, really. "Hey, it's in case of a veterinary emergency."

Uh-huh. Sure.

//Is that what I told you when I handed it to you? I suppose your children can be little animals when they have a mind to be...// He bumped her shoulder right back. //Which means you've certainly done your job right, as a veterinarian.//

"Yeah, I'll put that on the plaque on my door," April said, smirking. "'Dr. Ludgate doesn't just fix puppies and monkeys, she raises them as her own children.' My competition over in Eagleton should love that."

//It shows real commitment,// Jonothon decided. //Not many people are so willing to take their work home with them, after all.//

Of course, most people's work didn't wag its tail when you came through the door, either.

"Pretty sure you do," April remarked mildly, eyebrows going up. "Who'd've thought we were both so annoyingly fucking dedicated?"

//I certainly didn't think so,// Jono mused. //Which is ridiculous when you think about it, considering I live in a theatre and have a closet full of idiotic tight clothing covered in the letter X.//

Honestly, how had Jono not managed to see that coming?

//Not to mention the veritable revolving door that seems to be in place for my students. Christ, I need to start taking days off.//

Not likely to ever happen.

"Yeah, come take a vacay in Pawnee," April said, using the shorthand ironically, thanks. Because forty or not, she still had her hipster tendencies. "Babysit for me. It'll be fun."

//Maybe I'll have them both playing guitar next time,// Jono mused, a smirk creeping onto his face around the corners of his eyes. //I bet you'd love that, hm? Encouraging their creative tendencies and all?//

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