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Published: 2017-12-05 23:24:02 +0000 UTC; Views: 1645; Favourites: 38; Downloads: 0
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The little flakes danced around, flitting to and fro in in the chilled air. Arie crouched down, her eyes tracing their movements on occasion snapping a paw out to grasp one of the flakes. So many mammals were dressed in snow gear, bundled up like it was the end of the world. For her part, Arie had agreed to be decent enough, slipping on a tube top and matching bottom.A breeze sent the flakes flying around her, and a second later she was dancing around jumping and pouncing through the drifts. A few mammals stopped to stare at her, but Arie ignored them, she was having to much fun to let them bother her now.
‘Ms. Nibbles?’ She called. ‘Nibbles? Are you out here? I want to play…’
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'Yes! I know she is - I saw her a few minutes ago...'
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Sweetie I'm sure we'll find her. I promise you
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'I hope so.' Arie looks around, still confused as to where her favorite Spider Crab had escaped off too. 'She seems to have a mind of her own. Always running off when I am not looking.'
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Well when we get home I'll make some coco for you both. That's if we find her
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Nodding, Arie reluctantly gathers up her winter gear and lets you lead her inside.
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'Okay...' Looking over her should one last time she reluctantly goes indie. Despite her thick fur she gives a little shiver as she steps inside the house shaking the snow off her padded feet.
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*picks her up and rubs her head and makes some coco* here arie
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It's her first time, she is going to have a blast.
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Ms. Nibbles is a face hugger named Bob, an Alien who has been trying to get to Nera for some time. However he is not very good at face hugging, and has run into a lot of problems in his mission.
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Arie probably would like the company, snow is always better with someone to play with.
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yea snow buddies X3
I'm thinking of crushing Rena with a building X3
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lol, thinking of making her a cyborg X3
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Just so long as the implants are sexy.
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Thank you, probably not, she is very hot blooded and with all that fur she barely notices. She just gets real fluffy when snow starts to fall.
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eheh that makes her look sooo cute!
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And then she starts to shed. Everywhere.
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Bob lay still underneath the snow, not daring to move, in fear of being discovered by the young furry monster with the strength of ten zorks. He had managed to get away from her when the heat from the fireplace had melted the tape holding his legs together. He did have to endure being roasted alive which was why he had burrowed deep underneath the snow in order to seek relief from the second-degree burns. However, he had also lost the sock disguise he had on so he was also freezing his segmented tail off.
"Mrs. Nibbles, where are you?"
He shivered in fear and from the cold as he heard her steps above him. He hoped that she would not catch his scent and willed himself not to move lest she hear him.
"Mrs. Nibbles," came the plaintive cry, "come back!"
"Arie! What are you doing out there?" Gus called.
"I'm looking for Mrs. Nibbles, dad! She ran away again."
"Why don't you have your coat on at least?" scolded Gus as he approached her with her winter jacket. "You'll freeze out here just wearing those things."
"But dad! I'm not feeling cold at all. And Mrs. Nibbles, ran away again and I was trying to catch her so that I could hang her over the fireplace in time for Christmas. She was dressed as a pretty Christmas sock!" she babbled on as Gus helped her get into her winter jacket.
"Well, I'm sure Mrs. Nibbles had a very important errand to run and I'm sure she'll be back later. Now, it's almost dinnertime and I've made your favourite pizza with the flaked tuna and cricket toppings. Go wash up so we can have dinner. Then Aunt Sirse wants to continue your training. In the meantime, Francine has been instructed to clear the driveway of snow so she's sending out the automated snow plow. I don't want you in its path. It can cause a lot of damage to small mammals like yourself." he smiled as he led Arie back to the house.
"I'm not small!" Arie complained.
Gus merely laughed and ruffled the fur on her head. He picked her up and hugged her to his chest. "When you're as big as I am," he grinned, "everyone is smaller than me. But, don't fret. If you train hard with your Aunt Sirse, you'll be able to handle yourself against bigger opponents."
"Like she handles you, dad?"
Gus roared with laughter at his daughter's cheekiness. "Yes, my dear Arie! Now go wash up before I change my mind about you having dessert!" he winked at her.
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Bob waited several minutes as he heard the voices fading away. He wanted to make sure it was not a trap and when he believed the coast was clear, he dug himself out of the deep hole he had buried himself in. He had not heard what the two creatures had been discussing due to the thickness of the snow he had been buried under but he was grateful that they were finally gone. He could now concentrate on getting back to the Big Furry Beast's house and use his other disguise, the Mistletoe coat. He had observed that these creatures had a strange custom where two of them would stop underneath the green plant with red berries and exchange bodily fluids. He had been disgusted at the sight but it seemed like a good way to drop down on the unsuspecting victim and finally capture her. As he mirthfully rubbed his four carapaced legs in glee, his attention was caught by a sudden roar of an engine coming to life. He twisted his eyestalks to see where the noise was coming from and froze in horror. A metal beasts was eating the snow and spitting it out and was headed directly for him. He squeaked in panic and started to run towards the front gate but the cold had numbed his extremities and the loose snow provided very little traction.
Several blocks away, some wolf carollers stopped in their tracks as they sensed a high-pitched scream, something not unlike claws being dragged across a blackboard.
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"Amenii! Where did you get this poor excuse of a mistletoe decoration?" Nera complained as she eyed the offensive decor hanging on the ceiling. "It looks like someone put it through a wood-chipper, spit it out, and then used crazy glue to put it back together."
The bunny didn't pay any attention to her hyena lover as she was very busy getting ready for their annual Christmas party with friends. "Probably something I found in the storage closet from last year's decorations," she called back, looking over the menu she was preparing. "If you don't like it, why don't you get another one and replace it. I'm up to my ears getting ready for the party."
Nera thought about it and then shook her head. "Nah, I don't have time and the guests will be arriving soon. I'll just place the punch bowl under it that way, after a few drinks, no one will notice how ugly it looks."
"Fine, fine," muttered Amenii. "Make sure you make a lot this time. Last year, the Trunkabys almost consumed the punch in one sitting."
"That's okay," yelled Nera as she dragged out an elephant-sized punch bowl, "they lent us theirs for the party."
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Bob clung to the ceiling trying not to think about the horrors he had had to endure within the last twenty four hours. Tape, he had come to loath that word, tape and Nibbles. Someone was going to have to teach the little fuzzy terror how to play nice, or at least gentler somehow. Bob was not sure how, but he decided to make a special side mission of it for his own sake, after all his poor outer shell could only take so much.
Waiting for the fluffy fuzz monster to leave, he dropped down, and scuttled away to the living room looking for what he needed, after a few frantic minutes of digging he found it. Now armored with the protective sock coating, this one decorated in a circular being made of snow, he darted around through the house, found a protective secluded place to hide, and waited. Soon, soon…after a nap, but soon…
…
‘Ms. Nibbles?’ Arie looked under the bed, Ms. Nibbles seemed to like dark places, but of late she was becoming harder and harder to find. And with growing concern Arie had taken to peeking under couches, and even venturing into her adopted parents room, though she had done the later with extreme caution. Still no sign of Ms. Nibbles.
Slowly doubt began to creep into Aries thoughts, had she been to rough with her? She just wanted to play, to have tea, maybe the tape had been to much? Was that why the other children had been afraid of her? Looking around double checking even the draws and cabinets now, left her in a saddened state. Where could she be?
Looking up to one of the projectors ‘Francine, have you seen Ms. Nibbles, she’s about this big, has eight legs and a long tail…’ Arie gestured out the proportions as best she could.
‘I’m sorry.’ The computerized voice responded. ‘I have not detected any life form matching that description in the last several hours inside the house.’
Arie sat down hard on the spot looking dejected. ‘I don’t know why she keeps running away from me.’
‘Have you considered pet adoption protocols?’ The electronic voice responded, it was a risk, but Francine decided it was worth exercising a small portion of her growing program to help out the bunny tiger.
‘Pet what?’ Arie looked up confused. ‘I don’t understand.’
‘Your interactions with this Ms. Nibbles, judging by sensor readings this creature is sentient. Perhaps it requires special care and treatment. You have been treating Ms. Nibbles with care haven’t you?’
Hesitating Arie, though back, she was about to say she had, then hesitated, ‘Well…’
‘I have several recorded volumes on file regarding pet care.’ Francine flicked on a projector and aiming it at the far wall. ‘perhaps you will find these of use…’
…
Amenii, was all but worn out, there was still so much to do and already her legs were beginning to ache. Crossing off another item on the list that seemed to grow on its own accord she wondered about hosting the Christmas party, there were so many mammals coming, and each required special consideration. Still Nera had insisted that it would be good for her, seeing how Thanks Giving had going over with her parents. A subject both of them tried to avoid, as it had ended in disaster. A quick glance at the clock told her all she needed to know, that it was enough for tonight, no she was not going to do any more, there was still time left, and she was going to need to pace herself.
Hobbling over to the couch she flopped herself onto the squish material and sank deep into the folds. The couch had been built for someone three times her size, like all the furniture around her, but Amenii had gotten used to that, after all it was Nera’ apartment, having had lost her own while she had been in a coma.
The coma, she had not though about that in a while now, and it caused a lance of phantom pain to echo through her legs. Even though the prosthetics looked real, she swore she could almost feel the pain of the accident that had taken them some nights. Your tired, Amenii chided herself, depressing the hidden release on her second joint, causing the legs nerve implants to disconnect, an unnerving sensation that made her quiver. With a metallic click and hiss she let the prosthetics fall to the floor with a clunk. Anyone watching would probably stare in horror at such a sight, and the thought made Amenii smile, as she rubbed the stumps of her legs.
‘I take my eyes off you for half a second, and already you’re going to pieces.’ Nera’s voice came from behind her, moments before her massive paws closed around her, lifting her from the couch.
‘Hey, take it easy.’ Amenii protested, trying, though with little effort to push Nera away as the hyena planted a kiss on her cheek.
Vaulting the couch, she sank into its folds holding Amenii close to her chest. ‘Still thinking about the accident huh?’
‘Just a bit.’ Amenii admitted. ‘It’s easier that trying to figure out how we are going to fit all the guests into one room, without anyone getting stepped on.’
Nera just smiled. ‘We’ll manage, we always do.’ At that, she leaned in and placed a kiss directly one Amenii’s lips. ‘Now, no more worrying tonight.’
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One of those joyous moments that one wishes could last forever.
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I know, the first snow fall is like that. Especially when one is experiencing it for the first time.
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Pity it only happens once.
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That's what amnesia is for.
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Yeah, she's not old enough for Alzheimer's, is she?
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I think she is a little young for that yet.
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Well, she might not be cold yet, but I'll give her one of my windbreakers to make sure the frigid gusts don't suck the heat out of her. She can only do so much without a rich layer of blubber, after all. That's one of the reasons most mammals fatten up for the winter if they aren't migrating.
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She'll probably look at you and wonder if she should be using it as a sled. Knowing her, it takes a good hour for the cold to sink in, but even with all that fur she could use some fat reserves...
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So I assist her with putting the jacket on and zipping it up.
"Just keep your claws in for a moment and everything will be fine," I assure her.
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Arie looks at her massive hands, then with deliberate care retracts her claws. 'Okay...' then as an after thought. 'Thank you for the coat, it is very fluffy.'
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"So are you, sweetie," I reply, "Every snowflake is unique, and you're more unique than anyone else I've seen." I reach in my pocket and offer her something. "Here. Have some jelly babies."
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Blushing even under her thick fur, Arie smiles at the compliment. 'Jelly babies?' Extending her hand quizitively she eyes the constance of your hand. 'What are they?'
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"Why they're sweet and good to eat," I reply as I pop a few in my own mouth.
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'May I?' she extends her large paws openly, her massive mitts dwarfing any bunnies ever breed.
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I give her enough so that she has at least one of every color-flavor. Some where around two dozen in all, as they are small.
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Thank you, she likes to crouch when hunting snowflakes.
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