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RATING: K
PAIRING: Mr. Gordo and Anya
SUMMARY: Mister Gordo gives some much needed help to a friend.
SETTING: Season 7ish
WARNINGS and or SPOILERS: None
Taming the Demon
(Mr. Gordo's POV)
by Eris © 2004 — All rights reserved.
Manycolor Fur is not happy with me today I guess, as I am roughly tossed onto a chair. The others and bed cloth are heaped on top of me as she makes my soft waiting place unmessy again.
She is talking to herself and seems very aji—, aji-tay— upset. She is straightening Girl's bed and not happy at all. I can only understand half of what she is saying.
I call to her, I'm sorry you're not happy Manycolor Fur. I agree, too many girls. Too much noise. So much scared. What is everyone scared of? I'm not scared. See. See my face. I'm happy, and I can make you happy too. If only you could hear me, but you're a Big One, and most of you can never hear me. We can give it a try though.
She grabs me hard.
Owie, too hard! Hey, li'l piggies bruise easily. Careful.
She stares at me now over and over, and I don't like the look she is giving me, but I am brave and I don't let her see.
Yes, sit down and talk to me. Tell me what is happening outside my world. What is happening in the big world with walls and the world without? Who are all these girls? Are they all mine to stay now too?
She doesn't answer me. Slowly she runs her fingers over my fur, and it tickles, her touch is so light now.
Okay, go ahead and stroke my fur. It will make you happy. I promise.
She does.
See, it's working. The scared is going away. You can hold me if you wa--oooaaaaaff.
Yet before I can finish saying it, she is hugging me close and tight. We like this.
See, isn't this better?
We cuddle for a long time. Cuddling is good, but as always, the Big Ones have things they must do, and before too long she is trying to leave. I don't want her to leave now that we are friends, but she must. I know this as I know Girl must leave every sun time too. She puts me in my waiting spot and makes sure I am just right.
Thank you, Manycolor Fur.
Then she pats me on the head and begins making the little sounds my girl makes at the back of her throat when she is happy.
I am so happy you are happy now.
Delighted I watch as she leaves my world and heads off to take care of my faraway friends in Brown Fur's world.
