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-Freeed Cheeckee

-Meshed Putetues

-Greee Beuns

-Seled

-Ice-a Creem

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[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Sometimes these things just happen. Here in Fandom. So now he was a . . . what was he? Large black cat? Panther? Panther. That was the one. He blinked up at Lana. A weekend he might be able to deal with. As long as he wasn't alone.

He reached out and pawed at her, looking plaintive.

Don't leave me?

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She stroked him and dropped a kiss on top of his head. "Don't worry. I'll keep you with me all the time and watch out for you."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Wow. Stroking felt even nicer when you had fur. Jim nudged at her, the closest thing he could do to a hug.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana picked him up and snuggled him, still letting her fingers stroke down his spine. "Okay, sweetie. I have Dance class, so you're going to have to come with me."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Like Jim can really disagree at the moment. He did look rather mournfully at his mostly unfinished lunch, but then again, his stomach at the moment was a good deal smaller. He submitted to the picking up and the snuggling.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana rolled her eyes. "Oh, feeding you is going to be fun... Come on. This is going to be hard enough to explain without also being late to class!"

And she carried him out of the cafeteria.