Post by Greenie on Mar 13, 2008 19:49:27 GMT -5
[[*digs up some Casey* btw, it's figurative underwear.. x3 I know he doesn't have any =D]]
The poodle nearly fell over at the blow--not because he couldn't take it, but because the idea of Gaston touching him nearly made him pass out, it was so extreme. "Th..th-thank you, my lord! Thank you!" Casey stuttered out, then cringed at how very silly he sounded. Really, where had all of his wonderful coherency gone?
At his suggestion, the canine stared up at him with wide, intense eyes, completely speechless. Guest? Dinner? HUNTING?
It was like his dream come true but even better, though his dreams were freakin' damned cool, if he did say so himself. Doing anything with Gaston sounded amazing to the poodle. Scaring small children, having drinks at the bar, washing his underwear.. well, maybe not the latter, but it was Gaston, so who knew what would be fun? Wait, everything!
He almost started to speak, but realised his tongue was still tied. So he paused to breathe, then managed to get out, "I would be.. honored, sir, to do anything with you!" Which meant he would hunt babies and eat them for breakfast if that's the kind of hunting Gaston wanted, though Casey didn't really think babies would taste very good.
The poodle nearly fell over at the blow--not because he couldn't take it, but because the idea of Gaston touching him nearly made him pass out, it was so extreme. "Th..th-thank you, my lord! Thank you!" Casey stuttered out, then cringed at how very silly he sounded. Really, where had all of his wonderful coherency gone?
At his suggestion, the canine stared up at him with wide, intense eyes, completely speechless. Guest? Dinner? HUNTING?
It was like his dream come true but even better, though his dreams were freakin' damned cool, if he did say so himself. Doing anything with Gaston sounded amazing to the poodle. Scaring small children, having drinks at the bar, washing his underwear.. well, maybe not the latter, but it was Gaston, so who knew what would be fun? Wait, everything!
He almost started to speak, but realised his tongue was still tied. So he paused to breathe, then managed to get out, "I would be.. honored, sir, to do anything with you!" Which meant he would hunt babies and eat them for breakfast if that's the kind of hunting Gaston wanted, though Casey didn't really think babies would taste very good.
