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Paranoia
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2019 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: Jolly (special condition: 365 words, excluding header and ‘end’)
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They’d been walking along through his neighborhood when he suddenly stopped. “I still say you’re up to something,” Miles said, the raccoon looking at the badger accusingly. His eyes narrowed. “What are you playing at?”
“Moi?” Shakira asked, putting a paw to her chest. “Why am I ‘up to something?’ Can’t I just go out with my boyfriend?”
Miles glowered at her behind his black mask. “I got a feeling.” He looked up at the overcast late afternoon sky for a moment and started ticking items off on his fingers. “So far today, you’ve taken me to the gym, then the library, then to that new Korean barbecue place – “
“It was good, wasn’t it?” Shakira asked, licking her lips.
He frowned before smiling at her. “Yeah, it was,” he chuckled. “Then a long walk in the park, and we finally end up at your place – “
“Oh, don’t stand there and tell me that you’re complaining about that,” she said tartly.
He laughed. “Me? Complain? Hell no, my girl, especially when you do that bit with your tongue.” He pulled her close, his ringed tail embracing her as they kissed. “I love you.”
“I love you, Miles.” Shakira pecked him on the tip of his nose. “But you’re too suspicious sometimes, you know that?”
The raccoon sighed and lowered his eyes. “If you’ve been screwed over as much as I have, yeah, I get suspicious.” He looked into her eyes. “But I’m getting better, right?”
She kissed him again, hugging him as she did so to reassure him. His paws started to wander over her rear and an old woman passing by gave a disapproving sniff. They heard her, of course, and laughed as they separated. “Come on, we’re going back to your place and order pizza,” Shakira said.
“Does it have to be pizza?” She glanced at him as they walked arm in arm and he asked, “How about that Vietnamese place? I could murder a banh my.”
“Hmm, yeah, some pho would be great. Tell you what, when we get inside, you make the calls, and I’ll get some drinks poured.”
Miles grinned.
Everyone shouted “SURPRISE!” when he opened his apartment door.
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End.
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2019 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: Jolly (special condition: 365 words, excluding header and ‘end’)
______________________________________________________________
They’d been walking along through his neighborhood when he suddenly stopped. “I still say you’re up to something,” Miles said, the raccoon looking at the badger accusingly. His eyes narrowed. “What are you playing at?”
“Moi?” Shakira asked, putting a paw to her chest. “Why am I ‘up to something?’ Can’t I just go out with my boyfriend?”
Miles glowered at her behind his black mask. “I got a feeling.” He looked up at the overcast late afternoon sky for a moment and started ticking items off on his fingers. “So far today, you’ve taken me to the gym, then the library, then to that new Korean barbecue place – “
“It was good, wasn’t it?” Shakira asked, licking her lips.
He frowned before smiling at her. “Yeah, it was,” he chuckled. “Then a long walk in the park, and we finally end up at your place – “
“Oh, don’t stand there and tell me that you’re complaining about that,” she said tartly.
He laughed. “Me? Complain? Hell no, my girl, especially when you do that bit with your tongue.” He pulled her close, his ringed tail embracing her as they kissed. “I love you.”
“I love you, Miles.” Shakira pecked him on the tip of his nose. “But you’re too suspicious sometimes, you know that?”
The raccoon sighed and lowered his eyes. “If you’ve been screwed over as much as I have, yeah, I get suspicious.” He looked into her eyes. “But I’m getting better, right?”
She kissed him again, hugging him as she did so to reassure him. His paws started to wander over her rear and an old woman passing by gave a disapproving sniff. They heard her, of course, and laughed as they separated. “Come on, we’re going back to your place and order pizza,” Shakira said.
“Does it have to be pizza?” She glanced at him as they walked arm in arm and he asked, “How about that Vietnamese place? I could murder a banh my.”
“Hmm, yeah, some pho would be great. Tell you what, when we get inside, you make the calls, and I’ll get some drinks poured.”
Miles grinned.
Everyone shouted “SURPRISE!” when he opened his apartment door.
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End.
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Raccoon
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File Size 33.8 kB
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