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"Well, lookie here!" Charles said at the approaching Otis. "Otis! How the Hell are ya, boy?" The bear grabbed the otter around the waist, lifting him up like a sack of doorknobs, which Venti wished he had right about now.
"I'm fine, Charles. How're you?" Otis pushed against the bear's chest, grinning amicably. "And put me down, sir. I'm fragile."
"Haw! Fragile my fat ass!" He did put the otter back on his paws, though, giving Otis a clap on the shoulder that would break down a door if he weren't as big as the bear. "You and Venti, you guys are tanks."
"Yeah, but you weigh as much as one." Venti didn't mean it to be a compliment, but Charles either ignored the jab or thought the jackal was flattering him.
"Damn right I do!" The grizzly flexed his thick arms, and there was some muscle, even under the padding of fat. Venti grudgingly admitted the bear was solid.
Damned powerlifters, thought Venti, quoting his favorite television drama. "So it's really nice to see you, Charles," the jackal lied, wondering how he didn't choke on his words as they left his throat, "but Otis and I have to be going now."
Otis caught the pleading smile from Venti, and nodded. "I promised I'd take Venti to his doctor's appointment." You owe me lunch, dinner, AND breakfast, thought the otter.
Charles squinted at Venti, as if trying to read his mind. "Doctor's appointment? You caught the clap or somethin' boy?"
Venti shook his head, placing a hand on the otter's shoulder, ushering him towards the register. "No! It's just that time for a checkup, you know?"
"Hell, at my age I get them checkups every dang month!" The bear smiled broadly, licking his fangs. "You ever need a checkup on your plumbin', pup, you know I'll help with the plunger if you know what I mean! Haw!" roared the bear, attracting more attention from the customers; some were looking at them from the other side of the store.
Venti nodded, the smile now very forced. Even after he and Otis left the store, he wished he had that sack of doorknobs to use on Charles.
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"I'm fine, Charles. How're you?" Otis pushed against the bear's chest, grinning amicably. "And put me down, sir. I'm fragile."
"Haw! Fragile my fat ass!" He did put the otter back on his paws, though, giving Otis a clap on the shoulder that would break down a door if he weren't as big as the bear. "You and Venti, you guys are tanks."
"Yeah, but you weigh as much as one." Venti didn't mean it to be a compliment, but Charles either ignored the jab or thought the jackal was flattering him.
"Damn right I do!" The grizzly flexed his thick arms, and there was some muscle, even under the padding of fat. Venti grudgingly admitted the bear was solid.
Damned powerlifters, thought Venti, quoting his favorite television drama. "So it's really nice to see you, Charles," the jackal lied, wondering how he didn't choke on his words as they left his throat, "but Otis and I have to be going now."
Otis caught the pleading smile from Venti, and nodded. "I promised I'd take Venti to his doctor's appointment." You owe me lunch, dinner, AND breakfast, thought the otter.
Charles squinted at Venti, as if trying to read his mind. "Doctor's appointment? You caught the clap or somethin' boy?"
Venti shook his head, placing a hand on the otter's shoulder, ushering him towards the register. "No! It's just that time for a checkup, you know?"
"Hell, at my age I get them checkups every dang month!" The bear smiled broadly, licking his fangs. "You ever need a checkup on your plumbin', pup, you know I'll help with the plunger if you know what I mean! Haw!" roared the bear, attracting more attention from the customers; some were looking at them from the other side of the store.
Venti nodded, the smile now very forced. Even after he and Otis left the store, he wished he had that sack of doorknobs to use on Charles.
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