I can't believe I wasted time looking up whether they'd have Beanie Babies in NZ. *facepalm*weedyshyguyJanuary 25 2010, 20:11:23 UTC
Bret rolled his eyes at Jemaine's dramatics. At the same time, though, he didn't want him to get an infection and if the iguana-- Iggy --was really going to be biting him all time, it was probably better that they spend some time apart.
Speaking of infections. "We should clean that bite. I'll get some rags and then we can go find Cherry or someone later." And then, to Ariana. "I think I had a Beanie Baby named Iggy." And with that, he disappeared into the other room in search of a rag.
Ariana considered this briefly, before deciding, "I'd still call her Iggy. It could be a girl's, especially if it was short for something!" She didn't think this one was a girl, anyway. Briefly, she considered lifting it up to look before remembering she didn't know what she would be looking for. Darn.
Bret returned with a wet rag and a couple dry ones, sighing a little when he realized they were still arguing about the name. Or, well, Jemaine was arguing, anyway. Ariana didn't seem bothered. "It could just be short for 'Iguana', too," he pointed out, doing his best to be diplomatic.
He knelt by the chair and started wiping carefully at Jemaine's leg with the damp cloth. He glanced at Ariana and said, "If Iggy bites you, you can bring her back. She's been fine with me." Squirmy and decidedly unhappy with being separated from the bass, but no biting, at least.
Jemaine glowered at Bret and exhaled through his teeth, snapping back his leg. "Ow, Bret. Be careful." Yeah, today sucked. "And I'm not having that iguana back here. I'll wake up one morning without a leg. And I'd prefer to have both of my legs, thank you."
He moved his leg back to the chair and fixed Bret with a sour stare.
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Speaking of infections. "We should clean that bite. I'll get some rags and then we can go find Cherry or someone later." And then, to Ariana. "I think I had a Beanie Baby named Iggy." And with that, he disappeared into the other room in search of a rag.
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That wasn't normal.
"It could be a girl," he pointed out, lifting his foot onto one of the chairs and scrunching his face. "What'll you call it then? Iggette? Iggwina?"
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He knelt by the chair and started wiping carefully at Jemaine's leg with the damp cloth. He glanced at Ariana and said, "If Iggy bites you, you can bring her back. She's been fine with me." Squirmy and decidedly unhappy with being separated from the bass, but no biting, at least.
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He moved his leg back to the chair and fixed Bret with a sour stare.
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