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Jane's ears drooped on either side of her head as she looked in horror at her cohort and then helplessly up at Loretta, who let out a knowing chuckle. "They grow that stuff over on Main Island. Strongest 'nip I've ever heard of." She shook her head as she watched Dorothy take another deep drag of the sachet's perfume, her arms going limp as she balanced it on the front of her muzzle, grinning like an idiot.
Jane cocked an ear, looking in disbelief at her companion. "Strong? Darlin', that's like callin' dynamite a firecracker. Dang..."
The sachet tumbled to the floor as the tabby suddenly sat up and started to writhe in her harness, trying without success to unbuckle it. "Hallp! Mmsomethinnsss gommee. Jzzzzhane gimmeOffiscraazzy... thing."
Loretta gave a curt nod toward the feline, locking eyes with her rabbit passenger. "Better keep her strapped in, and strap in yourself. The ride could get a little bumpy."
Jane nodded, pushing Dorothy's hands down and away from her harness. The feline sagged in the straps crisscrossing her body, her head lolling back and her arms dropping limp at her sides as her hidden pistols suddenly dropped out of her sleeves and clattered on the plexiglas floor of the aircraft.
Both Jane and Loretta let out a cry of alarm and bent down to grab them, their foreheads meeting halfway with a bonk that sent them both rearing back, wincing and cursing. The rabbit looked sheepishly at the raccoon as the stripe-tailed female crouched down and collected the pistols, popping the magazines to engage their extra safeties.
As a gentle snore came from Dorothy's nose and open mouth, the tan furred doe ruefully buckled herself into the next harness over. "I don't reckon that was th' sorta bump y'all were talkin' bout, was it darlin'?"
Loretta pocketed the Widow's Tears and shook her head ruefully as she rubbed her forehead. "I've had worse of both kinds. Just keep her quiet. It's going to be about an hour and fifteen minutes down to Nobikini. Now if you ladies will excuse me I'm needed up front."
With that, she turned, casting one last sympathetic glance behind her before stepping through into the cockpit. Jane looked sharply across as her double leaned back against the bulkhead with her hands behind her head, chuckling at her. "I'fn I didn't know better, I'd think y'all jest invented in-flight entertainment."
The tan furred doe gave the other tan furred doe a scowl. "Y'all can jest shut up 'fore I come over thar an' cram that 'nip bag in yer big, flappin' mouth."
Before Jane could respond to her duplicate, Dorothy stirred, muttering to herself in her sleep as she writhed in the harness. "MmmmEddie... Ooh... Kizzmelikethats'more... Mmnnnn..."
The two rabbits gave one another a sad look, and looked back at their cohort with pity written on their features. With a sigh, the doe seated beside the dreaming feline reached up and laid a gentle hand on her knee, giving it a comforting squeeze.
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warren.
Jane's ears drooped on either side of her head as she looked in horror at her cohort and then helplessly up at Loretta, who let out a knowing chuckle. "They grow that stuff over on Main Island. Strongest 'nip I've ever heard of." She shook her head as she watched Dorothy take another deep drag of the sachet's perfume, her arms going limp as she balanced it on the front of her muzzle, grinning like an idiot.
Jane cocked an ear, looking in disbelief at her companion. "Strong? Darlin', that's like callin' dynamite a firecracker. Dang..."
The sachet tumbled to the floor as the tabby suddenly sat up and started to writhe in her harness, trying without success to unbuckle it. "Hallp! Mmsomethinnsss gommee. Jzzzzhane gimmeOffiscraazzy... thing."
Loretta gave a curt nod toward the feline, locking eyes with her rabbit passenger. "Better keep her strapped in, and strap in yourself. The ride could get a little bumpy."
Jane nodded, pushing Dorothy's hands down and away from her harness. The feline sagged in the straps crisscrossing her body, her head lolling back and her arms dropping limp at her sides as her hidden pistols suddenly dropped out of her sleeves and clattered on the plexiglas floor of the aircraft.
Both Jane and Loretta let out a cry of alarm and bent down to grab them, their foreheads meeting halfway with a bonk that sent them both rearing back, wincing and cursing. The rabbit looked sheepishly at the raccoon as the stripe-tailed female crouched down and collected the pistols, popping the magazines to engage their extra safeties.
As a gentle snore came from Dorothy's nose and open mouth, the tan furred doe ruefully buckled herself into the next harness over. "I don't reckon that was th' sorta bump y'all were talkin' bout, was it darlin'?"
Loretta pocketed the Widow's Tears and shook her head ruefully as she rubbed her forehead. "I've had worse of both kinds. Just keep her quiet. It's going to be about an hour and fifteen minutes down to Nobikini. Now if you ladies will excuse me I'm needed up front."
With that, she turned, casting one last sympathetic glance behind her before stepping through into the cockpit. Jane looked sharply across as her double leaned back against the bulkhead with her hands behind her head, chuckling at her. "I'fn I didn't know better, I'd think y'all jest invented in-flight entertainment."
The tan furred doe gave the other tan furred doe a scowl. "Y'all can jest shut up 'fore I come over thar an' cram that 'nip bag in yer big, flappin' mouth."
Before Jane could respond to her duplicate, Dorothy stirred, muttering to herself in her sleep as she writhed in the harness. "MmmmEddie... Ooh... Kizzmelikethats'more... Mmnnnn..."
The two rabbits gave one another a sad look, and looked back at their cohort with pity written on their features. With a sigh, the doe seated beside the dreaming feline reached up and laid a gentle hand on her knee, giving it a comforting squeeze.
Story and art ©
warren. Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 700 x 637px
File Size 114.1 kB
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