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[slobberymongrel]

Its terribly odd to come home to a significant other who's gotten a new haircut, or lost some weight, or had a sudden urge to see how they looked in galoshes.

Nevertheless, coming home to a small, shivering, chesnut-coloured hedgehog, with an oddly familiar sardonic glare- its just a wee bit more than Terribly Odd

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[prongsykins]

...Moony's a hedgehog?

IDIDNTDOIT.

[slobberymongrel]

Its payback, isnt it, for us calling you a prickle-ballsed hedgehog all these years.

[prongsykins]

Well, I mean I'm fairly certain I didn't do it.

[slobberymongrel]

On a scale from one to ten, how sure? Oh merlin, are you sleep pranking again? KEEP AWAY FROM MY PUBIC HAIR.

[prongsykins]

...six? And I swear, that wasn't me. It must've been...er...Peter?

[slobberymongrel]

I know your handiwork, Prongsy. Only you know how to handle me so intimately.

[prongsykins]

The most disturbing thing is that the same thing happened to me a few weeks later, and I'm almost positive that that was Peter.

[slobberymongrel]

His braiding skills arent as good as yours, surely?

[prongsykins]

Or yours. Ohgod.

[slobberymongrel]

Lets not talk about pudgy fingers in unmentionable places.

[prongsykins]

Ohgod.

[slobberymongrel]

So did you hex prickers to our beloved Moony McMoonykins or not?

[prongsykins]

No, I haven't been round to your flat in ages. There's a reason it's called the old ball and chain. And I haven't been messing about with jinxes or anything either, so don't ask.

[totally at Work!]

[slobberymongrel]

You should come over and feed him alfafa with me.

[At work??? :O]

[prongsykins]

Sounds like fun to me.

[slobberymongrel]

He bit me.