Post by SKIPPAPPAPALOOZA! on Mar 12, 2012 8:14:07 GMT -5
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with a deep, happy sigh, he settled back into the plush little armchair somewhere not too far from the counter, but not so close as to be in the way of people passing, lanky fingers wrapped one and a half times around a cup of tea. he had never really been a coffee person; caffeine irritated his already shaky nerves and made him even more jittery than usual. it could almost be guaranteed that had this been a coffee mug in his hands, he would drop it very soon after getting the shakes in his lanky arms and make a fool of himself - and a mess of the cafe - in no time. instead, the calming aroma of plain old rosebud tea wafted past his nose, and he closed his eyes, letting it bring back old memories of home. home was so far away now but, resting a hand on melody, the comforting head and slight static buzz of the sheep's fluffy wool made him feel secure. there was nothing to fear here, and he knew that now; there was nothing to fear with his ultimate wingman melody about. he knew enough by now to stroke her carefully, anti-clockwise every now and then, to avoid the dangerous build-up of electricity that was so common in her breed. he had been zapped more than enough times to learn from his many mistakes.
bringing one arm down, he let melody - who was half-dozing peacefully by his feet at the foot of the armchair - take a small sip of the hot liquid, her face lighting up and beaming at the smell and taste of the drink they both loved. there was an empty armchair directly across from him, seperated only by a small, low-lying table which he took the liberty of resting his long, lanky legs upon, exhausted after a hard days' travelling around the region. battles were a chore, but a necessary one, and mostly fun. but they really made a kid tired to the bone. melody, of course, was relishing the chance to lose the extra pounds she had been carrying around her middle since renae's mother had taken a shining to feeding her cookies. though her wool hid the tubby fat, she was still self-conscious and determined to sweat it all out before she evolved into a flaaffy and let her bare, pink skin be free for all to see. needless to say, she wanted to be smokin' hot when she evolved and get all the boys. renae closed his eyes, sipping the still scalding tea carefully and softly blowing on the surface. mareep lay her blue head on his foot and fell into a doze, and as a dusky, twilight feeling fell upon the cafe both were quickly sound asleep.
MELODY THE MAREEP