There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
What's That Smell?
"Hurry up, Aerrow!" Piper yelled, banging on the bathroom door. "I need to take a shower, too!"
"I'll be out in ten!" Piper rolled her eyes. "Or fifteen."
"Just hurry up!"
Piper headed to her room; it was going to be awhile. It was usually Finn who took forever, but Aerrow had his moments.
Twenty minutes later the bridge door opened.
"Bathroom's all yours, Piper!" Aerrow called out, stepping onto the bridge, dressed in his pajamas.
"What's that smell?" Stork said to himself.
Aerrow sat down at the table. Radarr jumped up and started to sniff the Sky Knight.
"What's that smell?" Junko queried. "It smells...good."
Finn stared at the redhead. "Dude, why do you smell like—"
"Aerrow!" Piper yelled from the bathroom. "Have you been using my raspberry body wash again?"
The boys stared at Aerrow.
He grinned.
"Dude, there's something seriously wrong with you."
fin
It just seems funnier with Aerrow.
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