Disclaimer: No Disney did not track me down for stealing their stuff and imprison me in Chateau d'If. (Anyway I already escaped once from there); it just turns out that those with excessively grinchy attitudes can have severe allergic reactions to cootie shots. Who knew? Anyway, now that I'm better, here's some more Boops for you all as well as a cautionary lesson in why drinking too much is a bad idea…
Approved and Edited By: Pirate admiral Cimar of Turalis WildeHopps, and yes darnit, I escaped one prison only to be captured by pirates and thrown in another.
Chapter 8 - Hangovers
Ralph smiled as he shifted, nuzzling against the soft pillows. He felt happy but… why? He had no idea, but he felt happy and warm and just flat out content. The kind of perfect feeling you got from sleeping in a grassy meadow on a perfect summer day while the sun warmed your fur. And his perfect little meadow even had the two softest, bestest, pillows he could ever remember feeling. He nuzzled against them, finding the perfect spot for his muzzle to rest pillowed between them and sighed taking in the sinfully perfect scent the flowers in the meadow were giving off. A scent that permeated everything, wafting on the breeze that brushed his back like a paw running through his fur, coming from the grass all around him and even from his two oh so soft pillows.
It was such a nice scent, filled with exotic flavors that made him wonder if he was laying in some warm jungle clearing rather than a sunny meadow, but he didn't really care. He was warm and happy and the scent all around him and on his pillows had an aroma mixed in with it that made him daydream about kissing Nadine again… as well as other things… very improper things for a young wolf who wasn't even courting her to think of… but then again… what was the harm in just dreaming a little about it?
She was so pretty with the way her stripes patterned her fur and how she moved, always with a strong fluid grace. Ralph groaned and buried his nose between the pillows, taking in a long breath of the meadow air that reminded him so much of his partner… well police partner.
Although… that thought made him think about what it would be like to have her as a real partner, like partner partner, like life partner…
She was so pretty and strong and she made him smile and laugh and that kiss…
Ralph couldn't help thinking about kissing Nadine again… and then again… about what it would be like to kiss her everywhere… to take her as his mate.
Ralph shifted and groaned, his mind filled with imaginings about having Nadine as his mate, he nuzzled hard in between the pillows wishing that he could nuzzle against her, imagining that they were purring back in that ridiculously arousing way Nadine had yesterday. Imagining that he was the reason Nadine was purring like that…
The scent around him, exotic and wild and oh so feminine merged with his fevered imagination and his purring pillows and Ralph pushed his nose between them breathing in as much of the scent coming from them as he could, wanting to howl out her name.
Then just at the worst possible moment, a thought entered his mind that shattered his dream and left him confused and uncomfortably aroused…
Why were his two pillows purring?
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Ralph blinked coming out of his dream, his blurry sight not recognizing anything around him until he blinked again…
Soft white belly fur that trailed off to the beginnings of orange and black striped that vibrated softly under his muzzle where it rested between two higher, softer furry peaks. It still confused him until Ralph took in a breath as his mind started to process what his senses were telling him and he realized that the scent from his sunny jungle meadow dream wasn't similar to Nadine's scent… it was Nadine's scent…
Three thoughts occurred to Ralph in quick succession.
The first was a silly ridiculously giddy 'she's so pretty…'
The second and more rational thought as he considered the very naked tigress sprawled out on the bed on whom he was laying on top of, was, 'She's going to kill me.'
But the third thought that beat out the first two with its sudden and all-consuming importance was "OWWWWwwwww!"
That last one was due to the splitting headache that throbbed to life in his skull with his rising awareness. Ralph whined piteously, feeling like Bogo was beating on his head with steady rhythmic pounding punches.
"OWWWwww! OWWWwww! OWWWwww! OWWWwwwwwwwwwwww!"
Nadine groaned as her stupid alarm clocks insistent sound unwillingly pulled her away from her hazy but pleasant dream. She didn't want to wake up, she wanted to stay asleep and continue… what had she been dreaming about? Nadine couldn't remember even as the dream slipped away, despite her best attempts not to let it go.
"OWWWwww! Owwweee! OWWW!"
She groaned again. It had been such a pleasant dream, whatever it had been. She'd felt happy and comfortable and well… relaxed, satisfied and sated in a way that she hadn't in quite a long while. But reality was insistently banging on her awareness even as she tried desperately to ignore it. Some instinct was warning her that waking up was not going to be pleasant but try as she might to hide from it, awareness had started wiggling its way into her mind and she couldn't shake free of it.
"OWWWwww!"
Nadine growled and reached over to her nightstand to grab her alarm clock, intent on taking out her irritation on that stupid device and its stupid alarm. Damnit, she thought she'd turned the alarm off after repairing the stupid thing yesterday? Hadn't she?
Nadine's paw scrabbled around on the nightstand before finally finding the device and with great pleasure tossed it across her room where it made a satisfying Thunk as it hit the wall. The satisfaction was short lived though, because reality had brought a friend to join her rising awareness. The truly magnificent and vicious hangover that her instincts had been warning her half-conscious mind, washed over her like a steamroller and Nadine slumped, eyes tightly shut and let out a long piteous moan.
"OWWWwww! "OWWWwww! Damnit, I don't think I've ever had a headache like this, OWWWWWW!"
Nadine's paw reached the stupid alarm clock on her nightstand again before she realized that she'd already thrown it and the noise wasn't coming from the clock. Her eyes snapped open, were hit with sunlight snaking in around the closed window blinds, and Nadine moaned as she snapped her eyes shut as the hangover flared like a gasoline doused fire. This time she whimpered and curled into a ball, hugging her big fluffy pillow wishing it would make the evil sunlight go away.
"OWWAghhhh! Too Tight! Too Tight! Nadine! Ouch… pointy bits, pointy bits! Nadine! Watch the Claws!"
Nadine flattened her ears against her head, kept her eyes tightly shut and curled tight around her pillow all the while trying to hide from the insistently loud world for a few more seconds as the flair of sun-induced pain slowly died down to just skull mashing levels.
The noise from her alarm clock or whatever was making the sound was thankfully muffled now and Nadine started taking stock of everything that hurt (Her head, her ears, her stomach, her eyes…) She whimpered again hugging her big furry pillow…
When did I get a big furry pillow?
The thought rolled through Nadine's mind, riding the crashing waves of pain before Nadine finally noticed the tapping on her shoulder… tapping like that that of a grappling match and the other trainee was tapping out to show they'd surrendered…
Nadine's brow furrowed as her mind tried to think against the pain, it took a few moments of strained effort but then some pieces of information finally clicked and her eye's popped open, this time thankfully not looking toward her window where the awful sunlight was… though she wasn't sure if the view that meet her was any better.
She was curled around Ralph, all four limbs and even her tail wrapped around him, hanging on like a drowning cat to a lifeline. Her upper body and head were curled around his, forcing his face and muzzle right into her two girls with not even enough room for him to open his mouth and breath.
He mumbled something frantically, tapping her arms and her eyes went wide before she released him, scrambling back as she tried to figure out why she was cuddling Ralph in her sleep. For that matter why was Ralph in her bed? Had they? NO, they wouldn't have… couldn't have… well, they wouldn't have!
Nadine's pain muddled mind was panicking trying to put the fact that she was waking up holding Ralph… in bed, together into something logical… something she could understand… but the answers were either incomprehensible or were automatically kicked out of her mind for being… preposterous… not true… couldn't be the reason… and it was right in the middle of those panicked thoughts while she practically threw herself away from Ralph, when she realized that the bed was no longer beneath her.
There was a startled yelp from Ralph, followed by a thump as she hit the floor, followed by a grunt as all the air was forced out of her lungs from the wolf that landed atop her in a heap.
Nadine just slumped, letting out another long groan and wondered if she really was awake.
That this was not all just some dream was confirmed half a second later by the next throb of pain in her skull. There was no dreamed up hangover that could even hold a candle to the exquisite pain throbbing away in her head. No… this was real.
"Owwwwwwww…" The limp heap of wolf on her whimpered and Nadine couldn't help but agree.
It took a few moments before Nadine managed to ask through the fuzzy confused thoughts of her pain filled mind while trying to look up at Ralph, "Hey… why did you fall on me?"
Another pained whimper from him and then his paw made a shaking motion… moving hers with it.
"Cuffs… owwwww…"
Nadine's head slumped back down and she groaned again.
Cuffs… right… that's why he's here… he came over and then we started watching movies… and what the hell happened after that?
Her head hurt so much and her stomach wasn't doing so well either and her mouth…her mouth felt dry and gritty like she'd gone completely naturalist and given herself a full body tongue bath. She worked her jaw for a second…
Yep… tequila ice-cream flavored fur aright… gods, I hope I didn't do that in front of Ralph, that would be sooo embarrassing…
The cuff rattled on her wrist reminding her of exactly where Ralph would had been all last night.
Nadine whimpered in a combination of pain and mortification.
Please, please, please, let him have already been passed out by then… please, please, please…
The events of the night before were mostly a confused jumble of nothing and trying to pick details out of that nothing hurt. Some snippets of sitting on the couch, drinking, eating, laughing, cuddling… no, that had not been cuddling… they'd just… just been sitting close because of the cuffs, but what had happened after that? … she couldn't remember… she was pretty sure she'd been purring at some point… but why? And when had she given herself a tongue bath and why did she have some faint memory of giddy tail curling delight? She couldn't put her finger on it and the memory was too vague and incomplete and her head hurt too much.
Another groan, not that that made her feel any better and she called up to the wolf still flopped limply on her, "Ralph? What happened last night?"
That got a whine before Ralph finally muttered, "Tequila, too much tequila… and…" she glanced up just enough to see his face scrunch in a sort of confused frustration. "I'm not sure… did we sing karaoke?"
"Karaoke?" Nadine parroted confused.
"Ya… I think I remember singing…" another look of confused uncertainty. "I think… maybe? After the movie… right?"
"I have no idea…" Nadine moaned, and moved her paw up to her forehead to massage it. "What about after that?"
"… um…" Ralph trailed off sounding utterly baffled, "I… I don't know… That's all I can remember before waking up…" He trailed off again, seeming rather embarrassed.
Oh, thank Destiny, he doesn't remember what happened last night either.
That, made Nadine feel ten times better. She could have (probably did) make a complete fool of herself in front of Ralph last night, but if they couldn't remember it was almost like it didn't happen. Nadine didn't really care much what others thought of her. she'd do what she wanted to do and hold her head high and proud like any feline… but Ralph was different, he was her friend. Her closest friend. Her partner, and Nadine care about what he thought of her… cared a lot. She'd rather make a fool of herself in front of Bogo than in front of Ralph.
Best leave whatever happened last night there where we can't remember and Ralph won't think I'm some sort of idiot cat.
That was a huge relief… but Nadine's head still hurt and her mouth still tasted of fur and tequila and ice-cream and she needed to do something about all of that… and the sooner the better.
With one last groan, Nadine rallied her strength and tried to get up. Tried and then stopped, flopping back to the ground when it was too much effort.
"Ralph," she asked instead, "you planning to get off me any time soon?"
"What? Oh… OH!" Ralph's pained confusion bled away to panic and he quickly tried to roll off her, bumped into the bed, then tried in the other direction and managed whack his head against one of the handles of her dresser. He dropped limply back down on her, cradling his head in his paws and whimpering…
"This is going to be one of those mornings isn't it?" Nadine groaned to herself, and with effort shifted, wiggling out from under Ralph without jostling him too much and started to get unsteadily to her feet.
"Come on Ralph," she said helping, well… more hauling, him to his feet and then promptly used him as a crutch as her head throbbed painfully and pointed to the door, "That way… coffee and aspirin in the kitchen…"
One paw still on his head and the other holding onto her for support, he nodded and they stumbled their way toward the door and down the hallway.
They made it to the kitchen with only one major stumble, though that was her fault because she'd stopped midstep, staring, when she saw the wrecked state of her living room… empty bottles on the floor… couch pillows everywhere, the lamp knocked over and the lamp shade missing… and was that Ralph's shirt hanging from the ceiling fan?
Nadine blinked stupidly before her sudden stop unbalanced Ralph and they almost went tumbling to the floor again. Her head throbbed as they bounced of the wall, almost regained their footing and stumbled again before finally making it to the kitchen, where she decided that before she could handle seeing anything else from last night she desperately needed to deal with her hangover.
The bump on his head wasn't that bad… but what that bump did to his head was another story. Ralph only half remembered how they'd gotten to the kitchen as he was too preoccupied with the giant gong that seemed to be ringing painfully in his mind. He remembered handing things to Nadine as she asked, coffee from the cabinet near him… the water filter from the fridge…
She'd put two aspirin in his paw and he'd downed them dry. The smell of the brewing coffee though caught his attention, the aromatic flavor acting like a sort of panacea, beating back the pain in his head.
He could have kissed Nadine when she handed him a still steaming mug of the brew, well actual, he had to admit that he would have been happy to kiss her regardless… but he shoved those thoughts away as he held the coffee mug in his uncuffed paw, bringing it close to his nose and snuffling, letting the earthy pleasant aroma of the brewed beans flood his senses and clear away part of the cobwebs entangling his mind. He blew on the hot liquid and, not caring if it was bad manners right then, lapped at his coffee.
As the warm drink seemed to suffuse his body, he basked in the first almost pain free moment he'd had that morning. Ralph wondered for a minute what kind of sweetener Nadine had used. It wasn't sugar, it sort of reminded him of honey, but wasn't that either; the faint hint of whatever it was mixed pleasantly with the bitter brew and made it taste like pure ambrosia as it washed away the other gritty tastes left in his mouth from last night.
Starting to feel better, he took another sniff of the coffee before asking, "Hey, Nadine. What did you put in this? I think this is the best coffee I've ever had."
There was a pleasurable sigh and Ralph looked up from his mug and then almost dropped it as he stared, transfixed.
Nadine made a brief purring sound as she set her mug down and then with eyes closed, put one arm behind her head, grabbed it with the other and stretched like a cat waking up from an afternoon nap. Ralph didn't even notice his arm being pulled along with hers, because he was too preoccupied staring at the tigress as she her fur moved and shifted as she stretched full length in front of him.
"mmmhhhhh… taste good because of how bad we felt…" she said, a small smile forming on her face, though her eyes were still closed. She swapped her hands and stretched again. There was a popping sound and she gave a small pleasurable groan before continuing, though Ralph barely heard her. He was wondering if he was still dreaming because he was having a hard time accepting that what he was seeing was real.
He'd thought Nadine was pretty before when he woken up, but the stretching tigress in front of him couldn't be called pretty. Knock down gorgeous, ridiculously hot, and ungodly sexy, didn't even come close either. The way her black and orange stripes and the creamier white fur of her front shifted over the her toned muscles was utterly entrancing. It put every she-wolf of the month calendar he'd ever seen to shame. They way her tail snapped as she stood on her toes and arched her whole body while faintly purring…
Ralphs eyes felt like they might pop out of his head as they tried to take in every part of her… getting stuck here and there, as he looked from her toes, up her shapely legs, past where her slightly ruffled fur shifted from stripes to a creamy white… up to her lovely toned belly, and had particularly trouble trying to move off those two soft pillows from this morning…
"-didn't put anything in the coffee… mmhhhhhh, black coffee is best for hangovers… *pop*, *groan*… oh I needed that. I feel like I'm half alive now."
Nadine finished stretching, though Ralph couldn't stop his staring.
She grabbed her mug again and finished it off; then refilled it from the carafe before turning to him.
"Want a refill-" The coffee carafe hit the floor and shattered as he heard Nadine give a startled gasp, "Ralph! Oh my gods! Are you alright?"
Her paws were on his muzzle, tilting it gingerly from side to side, before he could bring his cat scrambled brain back together and all he managed to say was a befuddled, "Huh?"
"Your nose is bleeding! Did you hit it when you fell on me? Or maybe when you hit the dresser? By Rajah, are you alright?! I know how sensitive your nose is!" Nadine sounded panicked and hurriedly grabbed a roll of paper towels off the counter before gently dabbing at his nose. "Do we need to take you to the hospital? Get it checked out? I know you canines-"
"Nadine! I'm alright," Ralph finally said, coming out of his stupor and blushing hard as he grabbed the towel she was dabbing his nose with.
"No, you're not!" she replied almost fidgeting in place like she was trying to figure out what she could do to help now that he'd taken over dabbing at his nose, "What if you lose your sense of smell again? Last time your nose got hit, it took a week for you to get your sense of smell back! What if it's broken, what-"
"Nadine," Ralph said trying to sound as calm as he could, though that was hard because just glancing at her made his voice want to go all high… and probably didn't help his nose bleed. "It's not that bad, my nose doesn't even hurt, it's just… just… I probably just bumped it," he said not wanting to really think about why he was having a nose bleed. He could have bumped it sometime between waking up and now and not have noticed it with everything else that had his attention… like his concerned partner, his very attractive and very naked partner… that he was cuffed too… and who was naked… right next to him…
His mind seemed to be having a hard time getting past that fact.
He could tell though, just from her stance that she didn't seem very convinced by his attempt to reassure her, so he tried again.
"See, it's already stopped. Just a small nose bleed, nothing to worry about; hasn't even affected my sense of smell." He gave her his best reassuring smile and twitched his nose and said, as if that proved it was fine, "See?"
Luckily enough, his nose did seem mostly fine, beyond the coppery smell of blood, he could still smell the aroma of his coffee and oh wow, he probably needed a shower because he just noticed that he was smelling rather musky and ripe after last night. Though his scent was dwarfed by Nadine's, whose scent dominated the room…a sharply exotic scent that had grown even stronger since yesterday, aided by hints of tequila and sweat and excitement and arousal from the night before layered over it and it made his mind think of the sweet taste he'd noticed when drinking his coffee.
Ralph was looking right at the still concerned tigress, and as his heart started pounding in his ears, all he could think of was how ridiculously attractive that smell was. It was bewitching, completely enthralling… just like the beautiful pattern of her facial stripes… the way the black and orange gave way to a soft white flecked here and there with grey around her muzzle and those longer distinctive and pretty whiskers…
Ralph only realized he'd been staring when Nadine repeated a question in a more worried tone.
"What?" he said stupidly, then quickly tried to correct, "Um… ah…" he looked down, then quickly back up at Nadine who looked almost more confused than worried now at his stammering and muttered, "Sorry, just got caught up thinking…" How I really, really want to kiss you right now, and tickle your whiskers and trace your stripes and your jaw and those… grey… flecks… and…
Ralph suddenly frowned in bewildered confusion, "…why is there gray in the fur around your muzzle? That wasn't there yesterday…"
A baffled puzzled look came over Nadine's face and she reached up, patting around her muzzle for a second as she went cross-eyed before snatching a strand of grey fur off her muzzle and staring at it with incomprehension as she held it just in front of her nose.
The surprised cross-eyed look on her face was so reminiscent of the first time he'd booped her while they'd been holding Nick and Judy's kids, Ridly and Ella, that Ralph couldn't help but reach out and tap the distracted tiger lightly.
"Boop!"
Nadine's jaw dropped, her whiskers twitched and Ralph snickered at her.
"And that one counts because our truce ended at last night," he said grinning broadly at her dumbstruck look. It was only as he stood there, gray furred paw outstretched, finger on her nose right next to the strand of fur she'd been examining, the strand of grey fur… grey fur just the exact shade of his. A strand of fur that was longer than her coat, more the length of his… that he made the connection…
Ralph looked down at himself, only then noticing that his fur was sort of ruffled and lightly matted, like it had been brushed with a wet comb, and not just part of his fur… all of it…. everywhere.
It was like he'd gone all naturalist and given himself a tongue bath…
That thought hit him and his mind, like the good little detective he'd been trying to train it to be since the academy, traced that fact back and connected it with the strand of fur that hadn't been on his muzzle…
Ralph's head snapped up and he looked right back at Nadine, whose white facial fur was starting to turn a deep scarlet pink as she began to blush furiously while her dumbstruck look was shifting to one of mortified embarrassment.
Ralph opened his mouth to speak, though as he stared at his blushing, naked, extremely pretty partner, a stray thought interrupted whatever he was going to say.
All of his fur had been groomed… all of it…
He could see all of his fur.
No shirt…
No pants…
No boxers…
Just fur…
Ralph snatched his tail and covered his front with it…
Megan had gotten home late in the morning and was trying to get so sleep since she'd partied the whole night, then gone to another party and continued through the early hours of the morning. But sleep was eluding her, and Nadine's alarm clock hitting the wall followed by some muffled thumps and groans didn't help at all.
Megan thought over the night before as she tried to get to sleep again…
There'd been this handsome bobcat like her that she'd danced with for quite a while, and a pretty little lynx that had slipped her her number, but the best part of her night had to have been when she'd seen this wolf being a wallflower while the rest of his friends had been hitting the dance floor. She'd thought 'why not?', remembering Nadine and her 'partner' Ralph, and while the wolf at the party hadn't been as, well… wolfishly handsome and fit as Nadine's wolf… he been cute enough.
There was a crash of something breaking from Nadine's apartment and Megan wished that those two would go back to sleep, it was…Megan glanced at her clock then groaned and threw a pillow over her head… it was almost eleven. Ugh. She couldn't blame them for being up but she needed to get to sleep. She'd dragged that wolf out onto the dance floor and had a blast with him. He'd been so shy and hesitant, not really seeming to know what to do with the little bobcat that was dancing with him though he'd loosened up a bit… and when she danced really close to him his tail would start doing its own cute dance. Megan giggled under her pillow at the way he'd blushed when she'd kissed his cheek as the party ended and she'd slipped him her phone number with a little message to 'call me tonight if you want to come over to my place and party'.
She wondered if he would. She'd certainly need her sleep if he did, and even if he didn't… well there was that lynx's number…
Megan was just drifting off to happy thoughts of what the rest of her weekend might include when there was a startled and epically embarrassed shout from Nadine's apartment.
"I'm Naked! I mean, did I, did you, my fur is…"
"Ralph I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I don't even remember… I'm sooo sorry,"
Nadine's voice sounded high, panicked and mortified and then unexpectedly broke into a loud almost hysterical giggle, followed by an even more embarrassed shout from her wolf, "WHY IS THERE A BLUE RIBBON TIED TO MY TAIL?!"
That was followed by another unsuccessfully stifled, manic giggle from Nadine.
Megan grinned but couldn't help herself, it was such a perfect opening.
"Maybe because it won first place last night!" she shouted through the wall, then had to stifle her laughter as the wife of the goat downstairs joined in.
"Well, that wolf did have quite the voice, you should have heard him singing karaoke last night with her. They were even taking request from the other apartments."
"Wait… he got Nadine to sing? She never sings! I've tried everything to get her to sing!" Megan said, sitting up, sleep now completely forgotten amid this piece of gossip about her friend.
"Oh dear, you should have heard some of the duets they did, had the entire floor asking them for an encore, I think someone might have put them on ewetube, they were that good."
"Nooo way!" Megan nearly squealed reaching for her phone while there was just a horrified, "No, no, noooooo!", coming from Nadine.
There was a kindly laugh from the old nanny goat below and she called back up, "Oh don't worry dearie, you two were really quite good, just be glad that his rendition of 'Tequila makes her clothes fall off', seems to have backfired, if he looks half as good as his voice sounded, that must be a treat."
Megan snickered. "Mrs. Hornsly, I'll bet you a years rent that she's naked as a jaybird." There was a startled surprised squeak from Nadine, and Megan called down with satisfied, "Called it!"
"Ralph! I… I… okay, don't read into this. This… this is normal for felines, lots of felines tend not to wear a lot while at home, why do you think so many felines are naturalist? Right Megan?" she called over sounding desperate for some help.
That was true enough, but she didn't need to help Nadine out right now, she was her friend after all.
"Megan?" Nadine called again even more desperately only for there to be a resounding quiet throughout the apartment.
"Ralph, I swear that's true! Totally normal. You're in your fur and I'm in mine and it's totally not weird or odd at all… right?"
A pause
"Um… sure… ya… and um, I believe you… I've ah… just never done the whole naturalist thing…" Megan giggled, the wolf sounded sooo embarrassed it was adorable, "I… ah… didn't know you were a naturalist Nadine."
"I'm not!" Nadine nearly squealed. "This is just normal for felines at home!"
"Um… okay… and grooming my fur? Is that, um… normal too?"
Megan let out a squeal as she clapped her paws over her mouth, and then giggled just imagining how Nadine must look right now. It wasn't a total surprise considering he'd had said something about a hostage boop; because, well… if he had actually booped her nose last night she wouldn't be surprised at all if he'd scored a homerun with her… that or gotten mauled and thrown out on his rear, though considering how possessive Nadine had been of him she doubted she'd reject him like that.
There was a peeved and highly embarrassed shout of, "Shut up Megan!" from the other apartment, which she of course took as her que to speak.
"Well… since you're Nadine's partner you could call it normal. Oh… wait… you're not that type of partner, your just her police 'partner', right? Because in that case it's certainly not-"
"SHUT UP MEGAN!"
She snickered again. The entire time Megan had known Nadine, she'd never seen her so worked up over a guy, in fact Nadine had never even dated much, and when she had, they hadn't lasted long. She hadn't even gone for any one night stands when she went out with her to party, and Megan knew she'd had a few offers (The bobcat might have tried arranging one or two).
Megan couldn't help wondering now if maybe she'd just found out why Nadine hadn't seemed very interested in anyone else, she did have the same police partner for as long as they'd known each other.
I wonder just how far they went? They made first base last night in the hall and if they're both el natural then second is a shoe in… I wonder…
"So, Nadine…" Megan called over suggestively, trying not to giggle, "did you groom him everywhere?"
Just the slightest pause before Nadine nearly roared a truly embarrassed, "NOOOO!"
Megan giggled again, and then with a wicked sense of delight asked, "What about him? Did he groom you at all in return? You do seem full of energy this morning!"
Another tiny pregnant pause and then a truly fantastically frantic roar.
"NOOOOOOO! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
Megan used her pillow to stifle her giggles and decided to give Nadine a break. It wouldn't do to push the big kitty too far.
"Okay Nadine, I'll leave you and your 'partner' alone, it's getting late in the morning and I need some sleep if I'm going to be up later." Megan put her phone away and was about to lay back down when she heard Nadine shout in panic.
"Oh gods! Ralph, we slept in! It's after Eleven! We have to get to the ZPD before noon or we're screwed!"
Boop Count
Ralph: 5
Nadine: 3
A/N
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I swear this is T rated, if you don't think so... well then get your mind out of the gutter!
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Also, I wonder what songs they sang? *Snicker* I can just see Ralph singing 'The Drunken Scotsman'
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Credit for 'pointy bits' goes to MinscLovesBoo,
Mister Mead gets credit for the first (as far as I know) to have the idea of lapping coffee :)
Also, this should get updated more often now that a certain conspiracy is about to finally come to completion
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Happy 4th of July to everyone! Remember don't go drinking too much or you might regret it in the morning! :)