Who: Kyle and Selphie
What: Open the can with fish on it! D:
When: Tonight!
Where: Kitchen!
Rating: Likely G. Or XC for excessive cuteness. :<
Kyle's mouth hurt. Kyle's wings hurt. And Kyle's paws hurt. But! He was getting help, and soon that can with the fish on it would be open and he'd be able to eat it all! Why this world had to have such funny-looking and hard to open cans, he didn't know. The glass jars back home weren't that easy to open, but at least he could fly them up in the air and drop them.
Though his luck, he'd probably drop it on another fuzzy dragon and really get eaten this time.
The fact that he was going to be helped by a "cute girl in yellow" was a little humiliating, though. True, Kyle was stuck in a cat body at the moment, but he still had the functioning mind and hormones of a human male. And right now the testosterone in his bloodstream was screaming at him about being such a wuss.
Kyle was pretty used to that, though. He'd always been a bit of a wuss. So he ignored it and sat on the floor of the kitchen, tail swishing expectantly. Any moment now~!