Yeeaaa...This actually was a doodle more so than a sketch...I should have put some more time in it..HOWEVER, I have a continuation planned for this. But I will need to note a specific someone about it first. :3

But basically here is the situation. (Use your imagination for now about where they are. XD): This is my otter dude taking out  Jeffron 's character Jazz out to dinner.

A place called "Valchez" that the male heard good things about and made a reservation a few weeks in advance for, unfortunately (or Lucky, in this case..Up to you to decide with the picture and this story) there was only a table for two. It was a nicely planned thing and, luckily, when he asked Jazz if she wanted to come with him to try it out due to what he was able to get, she agreed to it. Eventually, the day came much faster than how it felt like to the otter.

He got himself dressed up for the occasion, getting his extra hair to behave for once in a pony tail. It felt weird since he doesn't usually dress up this fancy. He even left his hat behind in his current apartment for tonight, something he rarely does when he goes out. Still, he was trying his best to make sure he looked good enough before heading out. After all, he didn't want to embarrass who he was about to bring with him for tonight, a beaver named Janette "Jazz" Jones.

They had recently just gotten to introduce each other at a local park in the area, the beaver having been playing some song to herself and the otter, a lover for the music himself, asked if he could join in. Before long, the two hit it off real well, letting their music talk for them. By the time they even finished their 3rd duet of a song, there was quite a crowd surrounding them, cheering and asking for an encore.

Their friendship had continued to grow by then, and it wasn't long before the two started to even hang out with each other quite frequently, where the male was even able to experience even more of what makes her "her", even if it was only bit by bit...He learned about her artistic side, seeing her incredible paintings, even wondered to himself about why they aren't in an art museum at this point. He learned even more about her love for music, the smooth tastes peaking his interest in her even more than it was already. He even learned about some of the small things she also enjoys and sometimes do to unwind, like going on a few of her strolls at night or notice a few times when her eyes seemed to sparkle a bit when given cake or apples, a sight that gave the male an idea for when he figures out when her birthday is.

However, even with these little pieces of knowledge, the female was still pretty much an enigma to him..Always at a gentle emotional distance, with little if any holes in that mental armor for him to at least be able to get to know more of her...And he highly doubted he would be able to...

This recollection of memory is what kept the otter's mind busy during his 5 minute drive, his driving pretty much second nature to him with his path to her home, even with the occasional speedster on the road. He wondered what tonight might bring when he arrived to the front of her place. Would it just be another night together? Or would things be a bit different..?

Either way, he got out of the car and walked to the door, giving a knock and just stood there, waiting for a response. He felt his hands shaking a bit during his wait, but why wouldn't they? He felt nervous about tonight, even before he even came here he was nervous...Two friends, going out to dinner. That scenario shouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the fact of the male's growing admiration....nay...It was obvious that there were deeper feelings the beaver had that had been growing, the more they spent time together...The male occasionally forces it out of his head from time to time but it alllways makes its way back and, tonight, it was back with impunity. Eventually he heard the sound of footsteps, heading towards the door on the other side. His heart beat seemed to match each and every step, only giving a skip and getting faster when he heard the turn of the knob and the door opening. What he saw next, made his jaw drop and his shades slip a bit down on his face.

Ravishing doesn't even begin to explain it, and "Goddess" doesn't even compare to it. She wore a dark blue low cut dress that might have seen a simple at a first glance, but it pretty much complimented her body figure, giving emphasis to her curves in just the right places while also clutching a bit onto her breasts perfectly to be able to notice the size a bit without it being uncomfortable (A fact, the male wondered, that he doesn't think she knows about.). The male blushed more the moment he heard a chuckle from her about how much he was staring, which didn't help things when he realized that his mouth was wide open. There was no friggin' way he was going to play it off as nothing, which only served to cause even more red to overtake his cheeks and more chuckles from the beaver. Still, eventually he snapped out of it with a bit of a studder, asking her if she was ready and getting the a-ok before he brought her to the vehicle and the two of them drove off to the restaurant.

When they got there, they saw an incredibly, almost cartoonishly, long line starting at the building's entrance. It was quite a shock to see for sure, but luckily the two were able to bypass it due to having already reserved for a spot, a fact that made both of them sigh in relief. They were soon brought to their table, the waiter, a chipper old shepard, giving the usual cheerful routine of introductions like every resturaunt, only even more genuine than usual which was surprising to say the least. The two were given their menu and, after they made their order, gotten to get to know each other a whole lot more..

It was something about a quiet dinner at a place like this that tends to bring people's guards down a whole lot more and, with a bit of chat, a whole lot of information came forth..It was at this time that the male was able to hear plenty of Jazz's backstory...Her goals in life...Her good...And her bad times....So much came out, that the male was surprised...However, he was even more so when it came time to give his own story. It was slow at first, but the male soon started to open up himself...His past was something he has chatted about with no one but only people he had trusted with his life...and here he was, giving it all out into the open...His life...his goals...his good and bad....And funny apparently when he was able to get some pure giggles out of the beaver's mouth.

It all seemed so perfect.....Until...



And that is where the comic comes in. :3 Sorry that it is crappy. > <; Will do my best to redo it after the continuation pic.

However yea, I am really starting to liking the idea of these two together. XD Who knows? Maybe it is possible buuut it is up to a certain person on the fate of these two. XD The last panel will be what the continuation pic will finish. :3 So lets see what will come out of this entire storyline. >3

Janette "Jazz" Jones ©  Jeffron

Cooter Nalwister ©  SDrift (Meh >3)

Hope you like the story if you thought the pic was an eyesore. XD