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[dontlooklisten]

If the puppet-wave reached the room nearest the top of the stairs, Whistler hasn't noticed. He's busy playing tug-of-knotted-rope with the puppy, since he's not going to take apart the new cell phone and re-cap the number keys with Braille until Suzi gets back. Taking things apart is a joint endeavor.

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[sime_channel]

"Um, Whistler?" Suzi says as she enters the room, "The bar's gone nuts again."

[dontlooklisten]

Whistler freezes. Joy takes advantage of the moment to yank the rope away from Daddy.

"Oh God. What now?" says Whistler warily.

[captainryan]

Ooo! This is new! Sniff! Sniff! What's that smell?

The werewolf starts squirming in Suzi's arms. He wants to explore!

[sime_channel]

"Um. Richard is with me." She says, setting the werewolf on the ground, "But, um. He's been turned into a werewolf puppet? He's not contagious. He's just...um. Foam?"

[dontlooklisten]

"Oh... kay..." Whistler cocks his head to one side. "Hi, Richard. Uh, foam, huh? Suzi, maybe we'd better get Joy out of the way for a bit?"

[captainryan]

Hey! That fuzzy thing kind of looks like him! Sniff!

Hi!

[sime_channel]

Joy's reaction is more or less Whut? and she sniffs back, "They're, um, sniffing each other right now? Whistler, this is weird." And Suzi is settled down ready to pick up either puppy or puppet as need may be.

[dontlooklisten]

"They are?" Whistler shakes his head. "Okay. Um... she's not going to try and chew on him or anything, is she?"

Joy's snuffling more closely now, front end lowered in the beginnings of a play-bow.

[captainryan]

The werewolf is a little more cautious now. He's being reminded of the scary rabbits outside. They tried to eat him!

No eating, he pouts to the puppy before dropping to all fours himself. Because, play! Play is fun!

[sime_channel]

No eating! she agrees, wiggling her entire butt and letting her tongue loll.

"Um. It looks like they're going to play." She says with a measured tone, following it by, "I'm sorta drunk. There are lots of puppets downstairs."

[dontlooklisten]

"As long as that's all they do," says Whistler. He reaches out to find the bed with one hand before pulling himself to his feet. "Do you need to lie down, Suz?"

[captainryan]

POUNCE! The black werewolf launches himself at the puppy with a joyful yip.

[sime_channel]

The puppy thinks this is the BESTEST GAME EVAR! and rolls about with the Black Werewolf while making noises like "Brawb brab bwwaa." Yay fun! Daddy and mommy don't roll with me!

"No, I just want to cuddle." she's not that drunk. She just had enough to deal with the whole Ryan thing, "And I didn't try to get one of the chocolate and ice cream and alcohol drinks. I thought about it."

[dontlooklisten]

Whistler heaves a sigh. "After a night like this I'm inclined to say you deserve one," he mutters. "Just not right now. Come here."

He holds out both arms in her general direction. She sounds like she could use it.

[sime_channel]

The puppy and the puppet are engaged in cheerful play that may take the rest of the night. Suzi melts into Whistler's arms, and eventually they manage their usual sleeping configuration.

She'll deal with the puppet thing tomorrow.