In honor of All Hallow’s Eve, I’m inviting trick-or-treaters to my ‘door.’ Comment “trick-or-treat” to this post and…well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I’m glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more “houses” to visit the more
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He had arrived home to find a black hound-type dog with floppy ears sitting on his favourite spot on the couch. He inched slowly into the room, keeping his back against the wall. The dog raised its head and looked at him, before giving a yawn and rolling over on its back, with its legs in the air. Ben thought the dog was clearly trying to lull him into a false sense of security.
A loud bang was heard in the hall. "Ben? We found a dog!"
Andy barrelled his way into the room and immediately pounced on the dog, scratching its belly and singing to it under his breath.
April followed Andy in to the room and fixed Ben with a cold-eyed stare. "We found this dog. We are keeping it. Its name is Satan."
Andy laughed. "No it's not, its name is Lana. We found it on the side of the road and brought it home. We called the number on the tag and its owner is coming to pick it up soon."
Ben slumped back on to nearest armchair, letting out a shaking breath. For a moment there, he thought he had acquired another furry roommate.
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