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fandomtownies2019-05-09 05:18 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [05/09].
Prompto was feeling incredibly glad that his and Sidon's workshop schedule worked out in a way that it made more sense to switch their Furnado shifts this semester, and that was only because that gave him a good excuse to not be the one to bring all the stuff for Vette's new surprise kitten over to her room. He would have absolutely loved to see the expression on her face when it happened; not getting to was the worst part of it, but it was a sacrifice he'd have to make because everything else about it would be horrible and awkward and having to deal with Nina's judgey eyes the whole time and pretending like everything was okay when it wasn't and just...nope. He'd just have to be satisfied with knowing Vette would be happy, even if he couldn't be there to witness it.
He thought of asking Sidon to maybe film it or at least snag a few pictures, but...he was pretty sure he'd just wind up with a video of the floor or a bunch of shots of Sidon's thumb in the way.
And he was still a little skeptical when Sidon came in to get the kitten and get the stuff, because he'd picked up the little hairless goblin of a cat that Prompto still wasn't entirely convinced wasn't a gremlin-feline hybrid of some sorts and insisted that this was the one. "Don't you remember, Prompto?" Sidon had said. "When we were defending Fort Furnado? This was the one that kept snuggling up to her, because she was so warm."
Prompto was pretty sure that had been a cat with...you know, actual fur, but what did he know? He was pretty distracted when all that shit went down. And Sidon probably knew Vette better than anyone, so he was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.
And as the day went on, he realized it actually did sort of make sense, didn't it? He never really thought about it, but Vette didn't have hair, either. And obviously neither did Sidon. And he kept thinking about last week, and the frequent phhfth phhfth of hair in her face when she was snuggling kittens.
And now he wished he could be there to see Nina's face when Sidon waltzed in with that kitten. Oh, maaaan. He was gonna miss all the good stuff.
But there were still puppies. And there was still plenty of work to do. And Prompto was mostly just glad that when he asked if there was anything he could do for Sidon, that Sidon hadn't suggested he clean the fishtanks, because Sidon was weird and would actually prefer to do those himself.
Furnado is open!
He thought of asking Sidon to maybe film it or at least snag a few pictures, but...he was pretty sure he'd just wind up with a video of the floor or a bunch of shots of Sidon's thumb in the way.
And he was still a little skeptical when Sidon came in to get the kitten and get the stuff, because he'd picked up the little hairless goblin of a cat that Prompto still wasn't entirely convinced wasn't a gremlin-feline hybrid of some sorts and insisted that this was the one. "Don't you remember, Prompto?" Sidon had said. "When we were defending Fort Furnado? This was the one that kept snuggling up to her, because she was so warm."
Prompto was pretty sure that had been a cat with...you know, actual fur, but what did he know? He was pretty distracted when all that shit went down. And Sidon probably knew Vette better than anyone, so he was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.
And as the day went on, he realized it actually did sort of make sense, didn't it? He never really thought about it, but Vette didn't have hair, either. And obviously neither did Sidon. And he kept thinking about last week, and the frequent phhfth phhfth of hair in her face when she was snuggling kittens.
And now he wished he could be there to see Nina's face when Sidon waltzed in with that kitten. Oh, maaaan. He was gonna miss all the good stuff.
But there were still puppies. And there was still plenty of work to do. And Prompto was mostly just glad that when he asked if there was anything he could do for Sidon, that Sidon hadn't suggested he clean the fishtanks, because Sidon was weird and would actually prefer to do those himself.
Furnado is open!