Guidance
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2020 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36928549/ by
ipoke
“How much time we got left?”
“Hmm. About five or six minutes.”
“Oh.”
“What?”
“Well, Stu, it’s like this . . . “
“Yeah?”
“Nancy asked me. To, like, talk to you.”
“What about? I’m not fired, am I?”
“No no no, she’s not firing you. Hell, you’ve been here five years. You’re up for assistant manager.”
“Oh. Phew. So, what’d she want you to talk to me about?”
“Well . . . it’s like this. She’s noticed, and a lot of other people too, and I’ve noticed – “
“What, Don? Spit it out, dude.”
“Well, you don’t seem to be all here. You know, staring off into space, and all that.”
“Oh.”
“So?”
“So what?”
“You gonna tell me what’s up?”
“Hmmph, well, may as well. It’s my little sister – she’s got the CV.”
“Oh.”
“What?”
“I just said ‘Oh.’ Want to talk about it? You can ask me anything.”
“You?”
“Godammit, Stu, I wasn’t always a fucking lynx. It was the fucking Changer Virus.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Sorry, Don.”
“It’s okay, Stu. So, your sister starting to Change yet?”
“No, but she’s real scared. So are my folks.”
“Take it from me, no one ever died from the CV. I’m not gonna lie, it’ll start to hurt when the body starts shifting around, but they got drugs for that. Only real thing to worry about is what comes out the other side.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I lucked out. My cousin got it, and he’s pissed off.”
“Why?”
“He’s a hamster now. Can’t dunk to save his life, so there goes his basketball scholarship.”
“Shit, that’s hard, man.”
“My Aunt thinks he’s cute, though. Pisses him off.”
“Heh.”
“Heh.”
“So, you gonna tell Nancy what we talked about?”
“I think she’d like to hear it from you. I’m not into playing Post Office.”
end
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2020 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36928549/ by
ipoke“How much time we got left?”
“Hmm. About five or six minutes.”
“Oh.”
“What?”
“Well, Stu, it’s like this . . . “
“Yeah?”
“Nancy asked me. To, like, talk to you.”
“What about? I’m not fired, am I?”
“No no no, she’s not firing you. Hell, you’ve been here five years. You’re up for assistant manager.”
“Oh. Phew. So, what’d she want you to talk to me about?”
“Well . . . it’s like this. She’s noticed, and a lot of other people too, and I’ve noticed – “
“What, Don? Spit it out, dude.”
“Well, you don’t seem to be all here. You know, staring off into space, and all that.”
“Oh.”
“So?”
“So what?”
“You gonna tell me what’s up?”
“Hmmph, well, may as well. It’s my little sister – she’s got the CV.”
“Oh.”
“What?”
“I just said ‘Oh.’ Want to talk about it? You can ask me anything.”
“You?”
“Godammit, Stu, I wasn’t always a fucking lynx. It was the fucking Changer Virus.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Sorry, Don.”
“It’s okay, Stu. So, your sister starting to Change yet?”
“No, but she’s real scared. So are my folks.”
“Take it from me, no one ever died from the CV. I’m not gonna lie, it’ll start to hurt when the body starts shifting around, but they got drugs for that. Only real thing to worry about is what comes out the other side.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I lucked out. My cousin got it, and he’s pissed off.”
“Why?”
“He’s a hamster now. Can’t dunk to save his life, so there goes his basketball scholarship.”
“Shit, that’s hard, man.”
“My Aunt thinks he’s cute, though. Pisses him off.”
“Heh.”
“Heh.”
“So, you gonna tell Nancy what we talked about?”
“I think she’d like to hear it from you. I’m not into playing Post Office.”
end
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