MCA #0, Friday Night

[needsaparrot]

After a day at the campgrounds, divided between saying goodbye and a strong case of luau-related deja-vu, Xander is in the kitchen, making a peanut butter sandwich.

For a ferret. As you do.



Bridge

Bridge was helping. And by "helping" we mean "perched on the table, peering over at the counter and watching Xander make the sandwich."



Xander

"It's probably not actually good for ferrets to eat peanut butter sandwiches, y'know," Xander says. ...while he's cutting the crusts off, yes.



Bridge

Bridge rolls his eyes. //And if I were *actually* a ferret, I'd probably agree. But I'm just a human *shaped* like a ferret. There's a difference.//



Xander

"Not to your little ferrety digestive system. But you'll probably be human again before it stunts your growth or whatever - that's the only reason I'm doing it." Not because he's wrapped around Bridge's little...uh... paw. Nooo.



Bridge

Bridge snorts, and opens his mouth to reply-

and suddenly isn't a ferret anymore.

"Uh, hi?"



Xander

"......"

Xander's ellipses brought to you tonight by the fact that Bridge is not a ferret anymore.

And is still sitting on the table.

Remember that roll of clothes that's currently in the gym bag Xander was carrying around all day?

Yeah.

"...Hi."

[Proceeds towards NWS-ness here, in a filtered post.]