The Not-so-abandoned Warehouse: Friday after classes.
"Look. I don't have any fucking fish right now," Barry was trying to explain to the hungry polar bear cub. "I just need to do one thing and then we can go, okay?"
Of course trying to tell that to a bear cub who was giving you pleading looks with her giant eyes wasn't going to work.
"Here," Barry said flipping on a monitor. "Watch something on TV. This will take less than a minute. See? It's that Bollywood musical you like. Right?"
Two seconds later it didn't matter what kind of work Barry had to because he was suddenly small and furry.
//Seriously. What the fuck?// Barry howled/moaned. //Really? Right fucking now?//
The polar cub on the other hand seemed quite delighted by the change of events. Especially at having such a furry new friend!
//Fine!// Barry barked. //Let's find some fish. God damn it.//
Yep. It was going to be one of those weeks.
Of course trying to tell that to a bear cub who was giving you pleading looks with her giant eyes wasn't going to work.
"Here," Barry said flipping on a monitor. "Watch something on TV. This will take less than a minute. See? It's that Bollywood musical you like. Right?"
Two seconds later it didn't matter what kind of work Barry had to because he was suddenly small and furry.
//Seriously. What the fuck?// Barry howled/moaned. //Really? Right fucking now?//
The polar cub on the other hand seemed quite delighted by the change of events. Especially at having such a furry new friend!
//Fine!// Barry barked. //Let's find some fish. God damn it.//
Yep. It was going to be one of those weeks.