Prompt - Pitchiner and Proto
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felinefablesShort prompt drabble for miraeyeteeth
“I’m fucking warning you, Proto!” Pitchiner growled, the sound actually rolling deep in his throat, “if you don’t keep your mitts off of Tarminator, I will take your knitting projects and stuff ‘em up ‘till you spit threads!!”
The pug mentioned whined softly, curled up safe in his owners arms while eyeing the lanky figure of Proto, who just gave Pitchiner his best, serene smile.
“Oh but Pitchiner… I am merely providing a service! Winters get so awfully cold around these parts, not to mention how the sidewalks get salted or sanded to keep the snow off. I am certain Tarminator would be grateful for a comfy little sweater-”
“He is perfectly fine in his own fur, thank you!” Pitchiner snarled. “And if he has to wear anything, I’ll fucking make it myself!!” With that, he turned away sharply and went out the front door. “Come on, Tarminator, we’ll go somewhere where your nudity is appreciated.”
“Why does anyone have to be naked?” Proto called after him down the stairs. “I’ve got some lovely acrylic yarn, if you would rather have that!”
Pitchiner nearly walked into a door when spitting back a snarled, incoherent reply.
miraeyeteeth“I’m fucking warning you, Proto!” Pitchiner growled, the sound actually rolling deep in his throat, “if you don’t keep your mitts off of Tarminator, I will take your knitting projects and stuff ‘em up ‘till you spit threads!!”
The pug mentioned whined softly, curled up safe in his owners arms while eyeing the lanky figure of Proto, who just gave Pitchiner his best, serene smile.
“Oh but Pitchiner… I am merely providing a service! Winters get so awfully cold around these parts, not to mention how the sidewalks get salted or sanded to keep the snow off. I am certain Tarminator would be grateful for a comfy little sweater-”
“He is perfectly fine in his own fur, thank you!” Pitchiner snarled. “And if he has to wear anything, I’ll fucking make it myself!!” With that, he turned away sharply and went out the front door. “Come on, Tarminator, we’ll go somewhere where your nudity is appreciated.”
“Why does anyone have to be naked?” Proto called after him down the stairs. “I’ve got some lovely acrylic yarn, if you would rather have that!”
Pitchiner nearly walked into a door when spitting back a snarled, incoherent reply.
