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[worse_on_friday]

Gus had the strangest feeling that he was being followed

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[new_ophelia]

"Cute!" Kate immediately exclaims upon sighting the new pig. "It has a collar, oh my God is it yours?" Eli, her new yellow lab puppy starts growling uncertainly. Really uncertainly considering the pig is about three times its size.

[worse_on_friday]

"Oh, don't," said Gus, flicking ash from his cigarette. "Don't start. Please don't start. You'll make it real."

[new_ophelia]

"It's a girl pig. Holy shit did the island give you a girl pig?" she laughs. "It gave me a puppy." Which is currently pawing at the pig's hooves...surely a bad idea.

[worse_on_friday]

"Kate. For the love of God, Kate, calm down."

There was no small amount of affection in his voice though, as he shook his head.

"It appears to be a girl pig, yes."

He watched glumly as the pig, as Ophelia nosed the puppy so hard that he rolled back into a ball.

[rebellious_lady]

"Ophelia?" Marian looked curiously from the Pig to Gus. "Oh. That isn't Hamlet is it?" She'd seen enough of Hamlet to be able to recognise him she thought. "Has the island given you another pig?"

She couldn't hide her smile. Not one bit.

[worse_on_friday]

"Apparently, the island has," said Gus, dryly, and took a drag on his cigarette.

"Jesus."

[rebellious_lady]

"Haven't you always wanted another?" Knowing how much of a bane one pig was to Gus, she couldn't help but ask, her face schooled to be the picture of innocence.

[worse_on_friday]

"Lady Marian, you are not half as funny as you think you are."

Gus tugged on the gift label on the pig's collar, detatching it and pushing it into his pocket.

[ignorethehair]

"Some pig," commented Bee, gazing down at the animal, her hands tucked into her pockets. Franz stood beside her and regarded the pig with caution, as if it found such things more than a little objectionable.

[worse_on_friday]

"Don't you start," said Gus, and, though he was frowning, he absently reached out and scratched behind the pig's ear.

She was definately smaller than Hamlet.

[ignorethehair]

Bridget giggled and then quickly suppressed her mirth. "What's the matter, don't you like it? I thought you were a fan of pigs." She knew he would probably rather not be teased, but the sun and the warmth put her in such a good mood that she couldn't help herself.

[worse_on_friday]

"I've already got a pig," said Gus, glumly, tugging at her ears.

Ophelia. He was going to have to name her Ophelia.
Jesus.

[jill_langston]

"You have a different pig," Jill commented as she passed by Gus and the pig on her way to the Compound. It was strange enough for her to turn around and come back, pausing by Gus's side to look at the pig. "That's new, isn't it?"

[worse_on_friday]

"I have another pig," corrected Gus, sitting on the sandy path and looking irritated. "I am the proud owner of two pigs."

[jill_langston]

"Why do you have another pig?" Jill asked, an eyebrow lifting curiously as she studied the other pig. "And is it wearing a collar?"

Maybe it was like Tony's set of books and the bed that Jill had woken up in a few mornings ago. "Does that tag have your name on it?"

[worse_on_friday]

"She was just here. And, apparently, she's mine."

He held out the tag to her.

"I'm surprised it doesn't say please-look-after-this-pig-thankyou."

For her part, the pig gave him a disgusted look.

[mayko_tran]

Mayko doesn't dare open her mouth. She knows - she knows - that the moment she does she's not going to be able to get an entire sentence out before she starts laughing. But honestly... a pig. She forgives the island for nearly everything just for the look on Gus's face.

[worse_on_friday]

"Don't."

He knew her well enough to know that she was moment's from bursting out laughing.

The pig was viciously attacking his sneaker. Apparently, his second pig was also a mean pig.

[mayko_tran]

"I'm trying," says Mayko, keeping her words quick and brief. She wonders what Hamlet is going to make of this. "It's a pig," she bursts out with finally.

[worse_on_friday]

"You know, I hadn't worked that out," said Gus, looking amused despite himself. "I was waiting for a helpful scientist to wander past."