Hello again!
Normally, I won't be posting this frequently (I'll try to do it every 2-3 days), but I just couldn't resist putting up this one. You don't see enough Fanfic with a minor character taking the lead, and who doesn't love Tazza?
Please review and enjoy!
This section of the ship is, surprisingly, empty. Which is part of the reason Tazza wants to walk down it.
Or, more accurately, walk partway down, then sit in the middle and refuse to move.
The girl walking him nearly falls over when he stops suddenly. Cursing, she turns back to look at him.
"Come on, Tazza, you daft beastie. I don't have time for this."
His ears perk slightly. He loves the smooth, soft voice she only uses around him. Loves it so much better than the rougher one she uses around everyone else. He doesn't know why she even uses it at all, but he suspects it had something to do with the fact that everyone calls her "Mr."
Stupid humans. Can't even tell a boy from a girl.
"Tazza, if you don't move right now, I swear, I'll feed you to the flècette bats."
Tazza isn't concerned. He knows the squeaky things with wings only eat metal (also stupid). But all the same, he gets up as suddenly as he stopped and takes off.
This time, the girl does fall over.
