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Originally Posted by Eclipsed  Terry watched Issy play with her skunklettes, looking wary. 'They don't...stink up the place do they?' The words spilled out before he could even control. How...mature. Ekh, well he was curious after all. How many girls did he know who carried skunklettes around their shoulders? About as common as a boy who wandered around with a hot pink pygmy puff on his head.
'Over-protective over a ball of fluff? Really? I dunno, I'm probably what you'd call the opposite. I mean, I'd only bought him yesterday, and already, he'd had his first experience of hurtling off through the air.' Gently scooping out his beloved pygmy, he held him out in his palm, then grinned mischieviously, 'I still say you give Mr. RAWR a proper hello, just to let him know there aren't any hard feelings between you two.'
He looked over at the two skunklettes again. '...Where did you say you got them again? I highly doubt they were a couple strays frolicking right outside your house?'
Terry pressed his lips tightly at the sight of Hugo swamping Issy's tiny figure, an attempt to swallow his strangled laugh. 'HUGO,' he barely managed to choke out, 'Please, you're completely squishing the poor girl!'
His major concern though. Were the skunklettes safely out of harm yet? Upon hearing Terry's question, Issy could not help but to dissolve into peals of giggles. He thought...? Ooooo he did he did! And if she wanted to be especially mean, she could have let him believe what he did... Except Issy really liked Terry and was afraid that if he thought the skunklette's would raise tails and coat in au de stinky to high heavens, Terry would kick her out. Glancing down at the skunklettes who were waddling around the floor, exploring every crevice, she only giggled more. It took her a moment to calm down and carefully wipe her eyes where tears of laughter had formed.
"No, no, noooooo," she said, shaking her head, eyes bright with mirth (and tears). "Flower and Stinky don't spray. When they were really young, they had their scent sacks removed. But... just don't go around telling everyone that, okay?" A wicked glint flashed in the girl's eyes. "If I ever find someone who needs to learn a lesson..." Her wand was held in her left hand, and as her voice trailed off, her eyes trained to it, twirling the thin wood between her fingers.
Eyes fell back upon Mr. RAWR and Issy smiled at the pink fluff. She kind of expected that Terry wouldn't be so possessive of his pygmy puff, but one could never be too certain and she didn't like to take chances when it came to pets and animals. "That just means you're a very liberal parent," Issy informed Terry. "Do you know how many young pygmy puffs dream of flying through the air and never are given the opportunity?"
Chuckling softly, she continued to watch the puff, which seemed more like a hyper fluff of fur than anything. Terry was right, she figured. Poor Mr. RAWR probably thought she was terrified of him. Gently reaching out to pet him, she found her fingers burrowing into thick, thick soft fur.
"Hello, Mr. RAWR," she greeted him. "It's a pleasure to meet you." With her free hand, she clutched her skirt gently, pulled it out a bit, and curtsied. "I had a friend named Mister Ryan, once, but he's gone on in life." To Terry, she smiled and explained the skunklettes. "No, they weren't strays or anything. Wild skunks aren't too fond of us - we intimidate them, you know? But my family is full of exotic pets and ever since I was really little, I wanted a skunk. When Daddy asked me what kind of pet I wanted, I told him I wanted skunks." She beamed happily, a little squeak escaping. "So he came home one day with babies Flower and Pepe le Stinky."
Squashed in Hugo's arms, she flailed just a little, acknowledging that, yes, Terry was right - Hugo was squashing the poor girl! Quote:
Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady Hugo continued to flop in Issy's arms, smiling dreamily at Terry. "I do love you Terry. And I'm...." He paused to ponder. "No I'm rubbish. I've had the worst day EVER!" He moaned, sniffling self pityingly to himself.
Hugo let out a contented sigh as Issy wrapped her arms around him protectively, and immediately he knew that he had been saved. Not only had she stopped him from falling forwards and landing SMACK on the floor, but his friends had also allowed him to feel better, simply by being there. It reminded him of the time he'd broken his leg and was stuck in a cast for weeks, unable to run around after cute girls. He'd been thoroughly miserable, moaning about the weather and demanding cups of tea from his obliging mother every five minutes. It was only when Miles had paraded into his room with a box of chocolates and about five good films that a grin had stretched across his handsome features. Friends were there in EVERY bad situation.
"Oops, sorry Issy!" Hugo apologised, quickly straightening up and pulling her into an embrace that lifted her off the floor. "Boy I've missed you," He murmured, burying his face in her hair. And it was true; he'd missed her a LOT. "And yes, you've saved me more than you'll ever know. And you!" He nodded towards Terry with an affectionate wink.
"Awwww, Hugo," Issy murmured, rubbing the boy's back. "Rubbish? Worst day? Tell us about it - what can be so horrible that it's got you so upset, mmm?"
Fortunately for her, it seemed that Hugo had realized he'd been squashing her. Unfortunately for her it, seemed that Hugo didn't know his strengths. As he hugged her, her feet left the ground and she muffled a squeak as she clenched her arms tightly around him, kicking her legs and clinging to him. Still, she felt happy that she had been able to cheer him up.
However she did it.
"I've missed you too!" she told him, ceasing her leg flails and hoping that she'd be returned to the floor soon.
Terry and Hugo. She suddenly imagined that she had a fun trip ahead of her. And yet... where were Becca and Juni and Melly? And Samson? Upon thinking the name, Issy's tummy shifted and churned. Where was he? This term, she decided, she was going to make the move. Because they'd already learned that it was impossible for them to not be friends with each other, and Issy realized it was impossible for her to have nothing to do with him. What was the worst she could do - scare him off? Certainly not...
She hoped. |