They'll love us, won't they?

[crabulous]

WHO: Doctor Zoidberg & Nill
WHERE: The Hood's warehouse (aka Zoidberg's warehome)
WHEN: Monday evening
WARNINGS: Zoidberg being Zoidberg
SUMMARY: Zoidberg and his grandchild do crafts together
FORMAT: Iola's choice!

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It had been a while since she'd knitted with Zoidberg, and she was excited. Explaining who he was to Kate had been something, but once that was over she was on her way to the warehouse where he lived, knitting bag slung over her shoulder. She was, in fact, already wearing a sweater, but it was certainly nowhere near as colorful or thoughtfully made as the one she would be receiving from her grandmother.

Arriving, she knocked on the warehouse door, smiling, wings moving around beneath her jacket.

[crabulous]

Zoidberg scuttled to the door, whooping cheerfully as he slid it open for her. As ever, Bingo was at his heels, come to sniff at the visitor, and the remaining puppies from her litter began barking to say hello.

"Nill! How lovely to see you! What seems to be the trouble?" Zoidberg bellowed, apparently having forgotten that he'd been the one to invite her over. "Please, come inside and let me give you a physical!"

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Nill's eyes lit up at the sight of the puppies, and she leaned down to pat one gently on the head. She straightened at Zoidberg's question, giving a silent laugh; she had grown used to his... eccentric nature over the past year or so, and knew that sometimes he easily forgot things. Making her way carefully around the puppies, she shook her head. She was pretty sure she was healthy, though she appreciated the offer.

[crabulous]

Zoidberg quickly forgot all about the physical, also distracted by the commotion of the puppies. However, he quickly remembered her purpose in visiting, clapping his claws together to get the attention of all the occupants of the room!

"Ah, yes! It all makes sense again!" He happily declared. "I have a present for you, Little Nill!"