"Why do I let you talk me into these things?" Daniel huffed at his brother as he dug his claws deeper in to the donkey's hide, trying desperately to keep his balance.
"Hey!" Hamish explained, the word coming out with a bit of a snarl. "You're the one who insisted we come to Morocco to find the love of your life!"
"Morocco yes, love of my life in the form of a sexy Moroccon Wizard, yes. But this is not the ass I expected to be riding!"
"Look," Hamish took a deep breath, paused as the donkey jostled them, then took another one. "How was I to know that your wizard had gone on retreat and the only way to get there was by donkey."
"My pre-cognizance is always right, he said. Your wizard is definitely there, he said. You know what, Hamish? The donkey we're riding isn't the only ass around . . . HEY WH . . . . "
Whatever Daniel had been about to shout was lost in a tumble of cat going ass over . . um . . . ass, and into the dust. Hamish, deliverer of the paw strike that had knocked his brother off his ass and . . . um . . onto his ass, turned deliberately to the front of the donkey, and began meticulously grooming his paw. As the donkey travelled further away from the stunned familiar flailing in the middle of the road, Hamish's voice could be heard hurling after himself "See how you like walking all the way to Imlil! And you can be sure I won't be helping you groom the dust out of your fur when you get there!"
There has to be more because Daniel might not make it to Imlil. He's a cat and there's a shortage of water and we don't know how far it is to Imlil.
SO.... there needs to be more of this.... *looks at you* because as it seems now Hamish may, I hope, feel badly when Daniel doesn't show up in a few hours/days. He'll have to explain to someone why he's there in Imlil to someone alone. Then again if he's pre-cognizant maybe he sees usurping a certain Moroccan wizard for himself? Jealousy is a dangerous thing.
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Date: 2016-07-22 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-23 07:06 am (UTC)"Why do I let you talk me into these things?" Daniel huffed at his brother as he dug his claws deeper in to the donkey's hide, trying desperately to keep his balance.
"Hey!" Hamish explained, the word coming out with a bit of a snarl. "You're the one who insisted we come to Morocco to find the love of your life!"
"Morocco yes, love of my life in the form of a sexy Moroccon Wizard, yes. But this is not the ass I expected to be riding!"
"Look," Hamish took a deep breath, paused as the donkey jostled them, then took another one. "How was I to know that your wizard had gone on retreat and the only way to get there was by donkey."
"My pre-cognizance is always right, he said. Your wizard is definitely there, he said. You know what, Hamish? The donkey we're riding isn't the only ass around . . . HEY WH . . . . "
Whatever Daniel had been about to shout was lost in a tumble of cat going ass over . . um . . . ass, and into the dust. Hamish, deliverer of the paw strike that had knocked his brother off his ass and . . . um . . onto his ass, turned deliberately to the front of the donkey, and began meticulously grooming his paw. As the donkey travelled further away from the stunned familiar flailing in the middle of the road, Hamish's voice could be heard hurling after himself "See how you like walking all the way to Imlil! And you can be sure I won't be helping you groom the dust out of your fur when you get there!"
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Date: 2016-07-27 07:32 pm (UTC)SO.... there needs to be more of this.... *looks at you* because as it seems now Hamish may, I hope, feel badly when Daniel doesn't show up in a few hours/days. He'll have to explain to someone why he's there in Imlil to someone alone. Then again if he's pre-cognizant maybe he sees usurping a certain Moroccan wizard for himself? Jealousy is a dangerous thing.
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Date: 2016-07-27 07:33 pm (UTC)