I have a lot of fan art for the Frappuchinos series left over. And even though I'm working on the next microfiction series, I thought I would do something to tide ya'll over, but with the reworked title.

I found this piece that I got  sudonym to do for a friend, but my friend has never used it, and it does look remarkably like Daniel, doesn't it? So this is now officially Daniel's look.

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"Singa, are you ready yet?" Daniel asked as he searched for his car keys. Where did he leave them? Usually he kept them in his jeans pocket, but they were in the wash.

"Almost," came the reply from the bathroom. "I'm looking for a good beach towel."

Daniel smiled. "We're at my place, remember?" His apartment was small; he hadn't even gotten any pictures to hang up on the wall. It was nothing like Singa's penthouse suite, which caused Daniel to feel some jealousy over the cheetah's lifestyle when he first found out just how much money Singa had.

"Well, I thought it would be fun to root around your drawers."

"If you'd asked, I could've told you I don't own any beach towels." There! His keys were next to the television. He'd put them there last night when he and Singa settled down for the night to watch Battlesun Galaxian.

"What do you do for a beach towel, then?"

Daniel pocketed his keys. "I use a regular bath towel."

"But beach towels are so much larger."

"I've never been out to the water park."

"Remind me to buy you a nice beach towel for next time," Singa said as he stepped out of the bathroom with two blue towels. "We have to get going soon. Venti, Art and Otis will be there soon."

"This is going to be a nice vacation weekend," Daniel said. "But are you sure you want to pay for all our admissions?"

"What's the sense in having friends if you can't spoil them every so often?" Singa looked at Daniel's outfit. A black tank top and red board shorts. "Is that what you're wearing?"

Daniel looked down at his chest, a bit puzzled. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"I much preferred you in that adorable black thong from last night." Singa moved towards the deer and placed his hands in the deer's back pockets. "Did you find your keys?"

Daniel nodded slowly, his breath suddenly quick, his heart thumping heavily against his chest. "Y-yes."

"My shy deer. Are you getting distracted now?"

Daniel nodded again.

Singa grinned toothily as his tongue moved across his fangs. "I'll call Venti and tell him we're off to a late start."

This time Daniel kept his keys in his pocket as Singa divested him of his shorts, followed quickly by his tank top.

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