Prompt Post 4!
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Bagheera Mundala sighed unhappily to himself, rubbing at the dark stubble on his strong chin with one slender caramel-brown hand while alternately knuckling his golden-green eyes and tugging on strands of his sleek ebon-black hair with the other as he sat at his kitchen table, thankful that his pseudo-nephew Mowgli was sound asleep upstairs. 'I wish I knew *how to ~QUIT you~*!', *indeed; HOW *fitting* for Bagheera's ex Shere-Khan Belba. Though HE was *HARDLY* *material* *for ENNIS DEL-MAR*!! Now, someone like BALOO HARRIS, on the other 'paw'...
*NO*!! *No*!!! By The Cat Who Walked By Himself and The Elephant's Child, he *was NOT* GOING ~THERE~!! 'Baloo is TAKEN,' he sharply reprimanded himself while (not so lightly) giving his own cheek a slap. 'By a *WO-man*, no less; *Rebecca Cunningham*! A beautiful young woman with *a CHILD*, to boot-,'
Suddenly Bagheera's cellphone vibrated with a call in his pants pocket. With a heavy sigh, he pulled it out and flipped it open. *IF* this was KAA *needing a ride home from the bar because he was too tispy to drive* ~again~-!! But *it WASN'T* *the Descendant of the Bi-Colored Python Rock-Snake* whom Bagheera would have to shout "*HOLD it* Kaa!!" at while slapping said 'serpent' to sober him up somewhat.
mr.bare-necessities: Hiya, Baghee. How're things shakin'? Have fun with Lil' Britches tonight b4 he tuckered out for the night? 'Cuz *I ~KNOW~* that YOU *CAN* *have fun*, even ya *DENY it*-!
...Guess I might as well tell ya, Severus Snape- Becky and I broke up. Why? -'Cause we happened to get into a fight at Louie's Place 'bout ...DRUM-ROLL, *please* - *Y-O-U*; an' HOW *MUCH* time I spend with ya. ...Yeah. 'Parently, she's got this into her pretty little head that from how much I talk 'bout ya, *we're IN LUV*!! An' while THAT'S *NOT* really *wrong* on *MY part*-
There, the text stopped- but Bagheera's HEARTBEAT *sped up* while his bright hazel eyes took on a wet glint to match the ghost of a smile wavering on the 'panther's' lips. He had to wait until his fingers shook ONLY *slightly* before he could type out in response-
broken-lockcollaredpanther: ...'I *WANTED it* to be YOU. I wanted it to *be YOU* *SO* BADLY.'
The next morning, when a certain 'sleepy(eyed), (not so)old brown bear' came over for breakfast as he often did, a bleary-eyed and tousle-haired 'Man-Cub' stumbled into the kitchen only to start at (then smile about) his 'Papa Bear' and 'panther' guardian fixing bacon, eggs, and pancakes together in between little kisses. The Indian pre-teen just grinned '-*FINALLY*...!!' to himself and began cutting up fruit and fixing tea/coffee alongside "Balgheera".
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