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fandomtownies2013-12-19 10:14 am
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The Park, Thursday Morning
April was on a park bench, bundled up and reading a zombie novel, when she was patted on the shoulder by someone who was either wearing mittens or had paws. She looked up. It was the latter.
Yesterday it had been baby chickens and today it was polar bears. April was starting to think that the universe really, really liked her lately.
"Thanks," she said, genuinely warmly, to the bear who was offering her a soda. "Wanna sit?"
The bench creaked under the bear's weight, but nothing bad happened, and April enjoyed a few moments in quiet silence with her ursine companion. After that, the bear got up and left. April kind of missed it.
Yesterday it had been baby chickens and today it was polar bears. April was starting to think that the universe really, really liked her lately.
"Thanks," she said, genuinely warmly, to the bear who was offering her a soda. "Wanna sit?"
The bench creaked under the bear's weight, but nothing bad happened, and April enjoyed a few moments in quiet silence with her ursine companion. After that, the bear got up and left. April kind of missed it.