Sorry 'bout the rain, folks. That'd be my fault.

[powerof_one]

In other news, think I finally figured out m'dog.

Comments

[thebriar_rose]

He's still precious, no matter what he is.

...Though right now I think a rat would eat him.

[powerof_one]

Tell him that. Someone walked a German Shepherd past the house this mornin', and Uther was gonna bust through the window and eat that sumbitch. Least he barks like a big dog and don't do that yappy thing.

[thebriar_rose]

He doesn't know he's little, he can't help it!

[powerof_one]

Worse 'n that, doll: he thinks he's bigger 'n all of us. He ain't just teethin' when he chews on your shoelaces. Little maniac thinks he's killin' you, and doin' a fine job of it.

[no_whiterabbit]

You know you almost owed me for a new pair of pointe shoes. Nothing ruins them faster than water and I got caught in that downpour.

...Course I probably shouldn't have had them thrown over my shoulder but IT WAS SUNNY WHEN I LEFT OKAY.

[powerof_one]

Keep 'em over your shoulder for now, doll. Sun ain't comin' back out for a good long while.

[no_whiterabbit]

You suck.

[powerof_one]

Moral of the story, princess: there's worse things out there than you.

[scaredtobreak]

Gees, thanks.

[powerof_one]

Did what I had to.

[scaredtobreak]

Do you know how hard it is to fight in mud?

[powerof_one]

You wanna know how little I care right 'bout now?

It might help her...and in a pinch, if y'all need backup I can make the cloud cover thick 'nough that Spike can join the fray. Sorry kid...but no one sees daylight 'till she's home.