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fandomtownies2018-12-20 10:13 am
mages_suck) wrote in fandomtownies2018-12-20 10:13 am
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Arms Hotel to Covent Garden Flowers - There and Back Again
Fenris woke, warm and oddly content under a very large heap of blankets. He was cuddled squashed up against Fjord's larger bulk. If there wasn't something niggling in his mind for attention, he wouldn't be inclined to move at all. Not that he could, Fjord had one of his arms trapped somehow.
The niggling thought eventually coalesced. Fenris tried to sit up - only to be thwarted and yanked back toward the pillows due to the aforementioned trapped arm and the swaddle of blankets. He blurted a word, "Tickles!" The power was out. The heat to the store would be off. Tickles had been alone there all night, maybe. Fenris wasn't worried. Not about a stupid cat he didn't even like anyway. He just had to go make sure the kittenwillow was safe so Peter wouldn't worry.
Yes. That. Even though Peter lived basically across the street from the store and Fenris was halfway across town. He was just going to.. go make sure. That was all. Not worried. Not at all.
Prodding Fjord, he said, "Fjord, wake up. We have to go out. Well, I have to go out, and I want you to come with me but more to the point, I can't get up because you're laying on my arm."
[Mostly for Fjord and maybe Peter but sort of openish]
The niggling thought eventually coalesced. Fenris tried to sit up - only to be thwarted and yanked back toward the pillows due to the aforementioned trapped arm and the swaddle of blankets. He blurted a word, "Tickles!" The power was out. The heat to the store would be off. Tickles had been alone there all night, maybe. Fenris wasn't worried. Not about a stupid cat he didn't even like anyway. He just had to go make sure the kittenwillow was safe so Peter wouldn't worry.
Yes. That. Even though Peter lived basically across the street from the store and Fenris was halfway across town. He was just going to.. go make sure. That was all. Not worried. Not at all.
Prodding Fjord, he said, "Fjord, wake up. We have to go out. Well, I have to go out, and I want you to come with me but more to the point, I can't get up because you're laying on my arm."
[Mostly for Fjord and maybe Peter but sort of openish]
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"Go on," Fjord replied, taking... Tickles... and cradling him in his hand a moment, looking at him with a very distinct, 'yes, this is definitely a cat' squint before unbuckling some of his armor with his free hand and holding the little thing close to his chest. "Kick their asses. We'll be in here, keeping warm."
Just... you know. Fjord and Tickles.
The fucking things he did for friends...
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He nodded once and yanked the door open. The sight of snowmen in the alley did make him smile, but it wasn't a pleasant expression at all. "So. You want to dance, do you?" he growled, "Let me show you some new moves.."
The door shut behind him. It probably didn't block out the yelling, since Fenris was all but bellowing swearword-laden insults at the snowmen and tearing them apart in a fury.