[ MACHO MAN ] — PRIVATE FOR NOW

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob wasn't sure why he felt so defensive but he felt annoyance prick his consciousness when he heard the way Jersey posed his first question. "Don' say it like tha'. They're real nice Jersey," he muttered, flicking his ear in irritation. Then he heard the second statement and a low whine came from the canine. "I am not! I jus' don' think everythin' can be solved by hittin' someone," he snapped. While he was generally a patient individual, Jersey was an exception. When he began to accuse Pincher of sending people after him, he turned and seemed even more angry than before. Pinch never sent no one after me! Tha' was all Guru's fault on 'er own n' he was real mad 'bout it. He even punished 'er. Besides, 'e's the one tha' helped me after I was captured. 'E 'elped me get better, Jersey. 'E ain't a bad guy," he insisted before letting out a huff and turning. Then Jersey spoke again and he felt panic spring into him. "No!" The word came without a thought. When he realized his mistake, he tried to backtrack. "It wasn' tha' big of a deal, Jersey. It's fine. 'M fine. Ya' don' need ta' go see 'im." —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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