10-11-2018, 12:47 PM
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—— ♡ ”hmp!” he raised his nose in a superior manner, pouting over being called quiet. What was wrong with his mention of possible experiments? He didn’t know, but as much as he was a bit annoyed at John over that, but somehow, he couldn’t care less; not when John doesn’t hate him. So, perhaps, if he tries hard enough, he won’t screw this friendship up at all.
He mostly ignored all that came- dull. A feline came along his way, seemingly thinking of turmoil. Past torture? Perhaps. Scars say it was non-consensual. Fond of youngsters- Ollie immediately got his attention taken away when another came along. A puppy. Energetic- easily excitable. Broken wing. Huh. Do creatures like them have wings? Need more data.
Then- a curious kitten- much older than both him and John combined came. Didn’t speak. Curious of them. Hints of the scent of old books, paint as he sniffed her scent. A bit peculiar, but nothing as interesting as his John. John who’s smart and bigger and his only friend. He listened, glared over when John introduced himself as Watson, and only “sometimes john”? Now scowling, he spoke ”No. He Jawn. Not Watson. Jawwn.” he said insistently ”But, wanna stay. ‘Speriments!” And he completely ignored all the strangers as if John was the only thing that mattered which he was really. It was best he not really interact with others lest they want a taste of his rude tongue at such a young age. ♡ INFORMATION ﷽
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He mostly ignored all that came- dull. A feline came along his way, seemingly thinking of turmoil. Past torture? Perhaps. Scars say it was non-consensual. Fond of youngsters- Ollie immediately got his attention taken away when another came along. A puppy. Energetic- easily excitable. Broken wing. Huh. Do creatures like them have wings? Need more data.
Then- a curious kitten- much older than both him and John combined came. Didn’t speak. Curious of them. Hints of the scent of old books, paint as he sniffed her scent. A bit peculiar, but nothing as interesting as his John. John who’s smart and bigger and his only friend. He listened, glared over when John introduced himself as Watson, and only “sometimes john”? Now scowling, he spoke ”No. He Jawn. Not Watson. Jawwn.” he said insistently ”But, wanna stay. ‘Speriments!” And he completely ignored all the strangers as if John was the only thing that mattered which he was really. It was best he not really interact with others lest they want a taste of his rude tongue at such a young age. ♡ INFORMATION ﷽