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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 3:16 pm
Fleur yawned and idly kicked his feet where he sat on the sidewalk bench outside the bakery, a box of donuts in his lap just begging to be eaten, but Fleur was a good skunk and would not lay a paw on them until he was allowed. Or at least until Chrysler returned so he could give her big doe eyes.
Chrysler had been gone for several minutes now, apparently picking up an order of parts for Stevie, but Fleur was not worried. He was used to her leaving him for up to an hour at a time. Stevie would balk if she ever found out, but Fleur saw no harm in it. No one ever bothered him, and he knew Chrysler did not like him getting underfoot even if it was accidental.
Fleur yawned once more and eyed the box of donuts in his lap. Maybe they would not miss one...
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:11 pm
As fate would have it, a certain shark featured child would be on the streets that day. Bree had given up on him, which was still a bit confusing in the whole scheme of things, left him feeling a bit lost on the matter of what he was doing and why, but the egging of his peers drove him on, and had driven him out today as well, and now they were about to do one more thing.
"Come on Simon, like taking candy from a baby!" One of his lowers snickered stupidly at his joke. Coughing alittle bit, Simon shook his head. "No way." He gave a strange laugh, looking over his shoulder at a perfectly placed skunk child with a box of donuts. "I don't even like donuts."
The group of 5 teens weren't too obvious today, except for the bloodshot eyes, dialated pupils, and innapropriate snickering... Which added up to one thing in several people's minds. And they were right... As the early actions had now lead to a severe case of the munchies, especially for a certain shark boy with a larger than average appitite.
"What are ya, scared of a little kid? Hah!" And that was all it took... Simon frowned, "******** no." "Then prove it." "Fine, I'll get your ******** donuts, god." he took a step, nearly running into someone and stumbling back. It paused his treck for only a second, before he made a beeline to Fleur, casually snatching the box right out of the little boys lap and walking on. "Thanks, kid." he called back mockingly as he circled around to head back to his group, victorious. And that should have been the end of that...
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:48 pm
Fleur blinked blankly at his suddenly empty lap, his reaction most likely disappointingly delayed. "...hey!" he finally piped up when he noticed the donuts had been snatched, not just disappeared. The skunk boy hopped down from the bench to follow the boy who had taken them, confused. "Those are Bah's!" he protested as if that was enough reason to give them back. He opened his mouth to say something else when he suddenly cut himself off, entranced by the other boy's long tail. It was a lot like Del's but still very different, the fin up and down rather than left to right. It was fascinating, and Fleur reached out to touch the tip without thinking.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:01 pm
Perhaps, but at the moment the whole world was delayed, as were the effects of earlier actions. But no matter, he ignored the reaction that did come, and reached his companions to chuck them the donut box with a displeased look. There was a moment of silence between the group, before Simon snapped at them "Now go get me some ******** fish sticks or something, I'm starving." One of them scrambled to get their leader his requested snack, while the other two started with their share of the donuts.
Then everything else stopped as a hand grabbed hold of his tail, for the moment that Fleur had ahold of it, he would notice it's sandpaper like texture... Much opposed to Del's which would have been slick and smooth. And after that moment, Simon would snap back around, tail jerking roughly out of grasp. For a second he simply wondered what was it with kids and his tail, until he remembered that there were others there, and that he still had a reputation to keep up. "Hey! Hands off."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:58 pm
Fleur squeaked when the wonderful, sandpapery appendage was jerked from his grasp, and he tried at first to grab at it again before realizing it had been jerked from him because its owner had turned around. Blushing under his fur, the skunk gave the tail's owner a sheepish, innocent smile. "I...I like your tail," he said meekly, his own tail swaying up and down slowly. He smelled vaguely of his orange perfume, but thanks to learning better how to control his natural odor with Orpheus' help, he no longer had to apply it so heavily. Though it was still a little in debate as to why a boy was wearing perfume in the first place.
The sound of the box of donuts being pried open snapped Fleur out of his tail-induced trance, and he yipped, reminded of the thievery, "Those are Bah's!" His ears drooped back a little when he saw most of them had already been eaten - it was rather pointless now to get them back...but still - the nerve! He had the right mind to spray them right there. Orpheus had said he needed to practice doing it on purpose...
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 4:25 pm
Simon wasn't sure how to react, instead he just stared dumbfoundedly at the little boy before him, purple, pink, and flowers, was that purfume...? It WAS a boy, right? It sounded like it... It had short hair. All signs pointed to male, besides his obvious disregard to the rules of the genders. "What?" was all Simon could muster, and barely that.
But behind him, the two remaining started laughing, hystarically, drawing Simon's irritated attention back to them. Again, no one cared that the little boy had proclaimed the donuts were not theres, but they did care about the gender role issues too. "Dude I think he--" the first broke off into a laugh, trying not to choke on a mouthful of donut. "I think he's coming onto you man!" He finished, holding back laughter only to burst into another fit at the end, finding it funnier in his high state of mind. The other nodded, "Yeah, you two are perfect for eachother!" Again, another fit of laughter.
Simon, however, was not laughing. Instead, he was positivly steaming at this point, for one he had goten mocked, two his masculinity was being called into question, and three he might have been hit on by a little gay kid. "Shut the ******** up!" was the only responce he could think of to the teasing, before he spun back to look at Fleur distastefully.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 4:41 pm
Fleur frowned at the two teens, not sure what was so funny, but he could tell the one with the tail did not like their behavior, so the skunk decided to ignore them for now, looking back up to the one in front of him. "What are you?" he asked curiously. "I'm a spotted skunk." That might explain the perfume though the purple and pink was still questionable. And the tail envy. Even as Fleur asked his question, his eyes kept drifting to Simon's tail, fascinated.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 9:00 pm
"I think he's checking your a** out." The second continued, almost rolling on the ground in humor.
Simon's sharp teeth gritted, locking together in their jigsaw like fashion, as he eyed this.. queer boy. "Tiger shark." He snapped, mind still running in circles on what to do, really what did you do? Normally he'd beat the crap out of any old guy that tried that, but this one was just a kid...
Said tigershark wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, but even so he might have connected the purfume thing with the skunk fact, had he not been wasted. But much to Fleur's misfortune he was wasted... And sadly, it's relaxing effects were failing under the mocking laughter of Simon's peers. "He's not checking..." Simon tried to defend, tail shifting, only to find Fleur's eyes follow it. "s**t he is. Dude, I don't swing that way, alright, so just go somewhere else." He snapped, in a threatning tone, while backing away ever so slightly.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:23 pm
Fleur made no move to go follow Simon though he did not leave either, tilting his head curiously and twitching his ears. "Swing...?" he asked, confused before once again becoming distracted by that lovely fifth appendage, smiling. "I forget what Del said she was, but your tail's kinda like hers - only her fin goes left and right, not up and down."
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 4:27 pm
Ew he was smiling... he was... Gays were weird, thats all there was to it. And he wasn't gay, never ever. Weird kid... weird gay kid, his mind kept repeating, the laughter of the guys behind him pushing him just a little further each second. "I don't know any Del... and I'm nothing like some girl..." he huffed... "Go away or I'll kick your frilly a**." He practically shouted, he wanted to get out of this situation... away from the laughing, away from the perfume... away from all the thinking, you weren't supposed to have to think like this... just lay out somewhere.
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