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Considering that Fletcher now had PERMISSION to go visit HIS Abraxan at last, the boy was really in no mood to do such a thing. Hmmph. Thanks a lot for being a fun-killer, Professor Tiger Lady. Oh yeah, and need we mention the dumb DUGBOG still hanging off his hand?
Fletcher frowned at the sight of the thing as he let himself into the stables and headed for the front stalls. Stupid... stupid bug. Hmmph. What if Cupcake wouldn't let him approach her because of the frozen creature hanging off his hand? What if she got scared by it?
Or.... ooh.... what if she tried eating it? That would be brilliant, actually. Heheh. Cheered slightly by the thought, Fletcher came to stop outside his cute little Cupcake's pen. He leaned over the door of the stall and grinned down at the young winged horse semi-curled up in the corner. "Hi baby! How are you?"
Right away, the beautiful, young Abraxan stood up and was at the door to the stall in two strides, whinnying happily to see the Hufflepuff. She nudged her head up for him to rub and he did, running his hand through her long mane.
"My my how you've grown!" Fletcher sniffled a little and started to let himself into the stall, doing his best to keep his attached dugbog hidden. "I guess it's safe to say you're er.... drinking enough...."
Cupcake snorted and neighed, swishing her long tail at him. Good, she hadn't noticed the bug yet. He walked around her slowly and patted her back. "Soon you'll be big enough to ride...." Maybe once his DUGBOG FELL OFF.
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