Sitting on the steps of Hogwarts, Gogo sighs, petting her new kitten. "It's not that Fifi doesn't like you, Froggie-chu. She just doesn't have lots of friends who aren't Devils. It's like when O-Ren sama became leader of the Yakuza and had to cut off Boss Tanaka's head, because he didn't like her for being Chinese and American as well as Japanese
(
Read more... )
Normally he wouldn't ask, but it's Gogo. If anyone could train a ninja-samurai-kitty, it would be her.
Reply
Reply
Reply
"Do you think Shmee would want some perfume?" she asks - after the bodyswap incident, she'd mostly accepted that the scarred teddy-bear was somewhat sentient. "And would you? Prima-rin left me all of her scents."
Reply
*Can't smell any worse than the lemony crap you've got all over me right now,* Shmee grumbled. *I smell like I've been through a dishwasher. I'll take some as long as I don't end up smelling like a potpourri bag.*
"Um... I don't think he'd mind," Squee said tactfully. "But... isn't perfume-stuff mostly for girls?"
Reply
Reply
*Better be careful. Next thing you know, you'll be sixteen again and she'll be putting you in a dress.*
Reply
It's lucky that Gogo couldn't still hear Shmee. She'd have no qualms with dressing up Squee at his present age.
((Hee... to continue our tradition of going back to long-dead RPs, wanna finish the bodyswap? I promise I'll keep tagging this time ^^;;))
Reply
*Probably barbeque sauce or ranch dressing or something. For extra flavour.* Squee gave the bear a nervous glance. *What, you don't think the name of the perfume's meant to be taken literally?*
((Hee! Sure thing :D I think... *checks the thread* Oy, the icon swapping makes it confusing @@ I think it's your post?))
Reply
Gogo noticed the glance. "Does he still say things?"
((*runs to other thread!* XD))
Reply
"Mm-hm. He's just being pesi- ...um, pessimistic."
Reply
Once again, Gogo's kitten wandered over to Shmee and started nudging at him with his little kitteny nose. And possibly teeth.
Reply
*Oh my GOD, not again. Away! Away from the head-stitches! Get the hell off!* Right on cue, Squee picked up the bear and plopped him onto his lap.
Reply
Reply
"SQUEE!!"
*SEE? I told you! Didn't I tell you? Extra flavouring! I called it!*
Squee gulped. "I don't wanna be food!"
Reply
Leave a comment