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 Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 2:13 pm
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Van had an eyephone. Oh yes, yes he did. And whether he'd been given Tavi's number, or he'd acquired it through dubious means, Van was texting him the instant he found a flyer about selfies.
Text to Tavi
taviiiiiiiiii
Second text to Tavi
Tavvvviiiiiiii!!!!!
Third text to tavi
TAVVVVIIIIIIII let's take selfies
Van took a second to eat a bite of his lunch, and then to shovel the whole thing into his mouth while he was still texting, holding the phone up so he could see while he devoured the sub.
Fourth Text to Tavi
tracking u by ur scent lol brt
He was half kidding. Only half, sadly; he was made to stalk, and he was upsettingly good at it. Van would track Tavi down whether or not he wanted to be tracked down, jack damnit!
Moments later, Van sent another text, as he was wandering around and sniffing everything around where he expected Tavi to be. His fifth text came after a pause of at least five minutes.
Fifth Text to Tavi
if u tell me tho it'd be a lot faster biggrin DDDD
Van's tail was wagging. He didn't mean for it to be wagging.
In his wake, stalking him from within the shadows, was a small horde of grumpkins who'd escaped his room and were following him around, curious what he was so excited about.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 2:57 pm
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Van had an eyephone?!? Oh crap he did, Tavi face-palmed and rubbed his hand all the way down his face. In all honesty he hadn't expected the other boil to have one when he gave him his number, not that he wasn't grinning by the time the third text came through. What could he say, Van was fun, he liked fun. His own tails flared up and spun happily, fox and hound huh?
He was going to win this tracking game.
Text to Puppy
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
Second text to Puppy
Vaaaaaaaaaaaaan
Third text to Puppy
Wth is a selfies? . O . ; ?
Tavi scratched his cheek and blinked, the word looked unfamiliar. Hopefully Van had a clue if he wanted to take them, but knowing his friend well he wasn't holding his breath. Rubbing against the commons couch he darted down the hall making sure to touch everyone, regardless of foul looks, he could on the way towards the monster dorms.
Fourth Text to Puppy
Ur nose must be messed up lyke tha tongue of urs where ya at slowpoke?
Waiting a few minutes between each text, so Van couldn't hear the bing of his phone Tavi giggled madly and rubbed against a table to mess the other up. Bouncing to a stop in the monsters commons room he rocked on his heels and rolled his eyes. Already giving up he mused as he read the last message to come through.
Fifth Text to Puppy
Ardy giving up? You stiiiiiiiink >D Write back Kitsune's rule and I'll tell you where I am!
Yes. He thrilled beyond reason and cackling in laughter as he rolled over to take a breather on the couch. Stupid puppy would never find him, he was to amazing!
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 4:10 pm
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Van had landed directly on top of Tavi, and was initially very pleased to note that as the Tavi-scent was a bit unmistakeable. However, moments later Tavi was calling him a fatty, growling, and then biting him. Van growled back (scarier than Tavi, probably, uncharacteristically so) out of reflex, following a brief and pained yip. Then he whimpered, and fell off of Tavi, only to burrow under the very couch cushions they'd just been wrestling on
"I'm actually a lot thinner than I would like to be," Van lamented from underneath the cushions.
It was humid under there.
Probably because several grumpkins had snuck in, and were breathing heavily from the shadows.
"It's moist... in here. Is it moist out there too??" Van asked. "...Tavi, we can't win the selfie olympics if I photograph you from under couch cushions!"
Van sounded pretty pathetic, like a lays over to die puppy moment was going on. |
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