The Lisp Club [Sera]

[Kari Muffin]

Thankfully Xander was good at explaining things. Otherwise the mint smelling canine feline would have been more lost than he already was. He knew he couldn't actually see where he was walking, but he at least knew who he was seeing in his visions.

He padded down the hall on three legs. His binding made things difficult. He never really understood why he had to wear it. Grandma said something about a curse, but frankly nothing was bad as the scary things that followed him.

Othello stopped dead in his tracks. He was in front of a door. He could see it. But... was the door opened or closed in "real life." What he saw was something else entirely. All the time. Mommy hadn't believed him. No one did. But why else would he run headlong into a door? He wasn't that stupid.

He hopped forward and continued to until--SMACK.

"Owth." He grumbled as he slid to the floor. Closed.

He really hoped that no one saw that. He sighed with a whistle escaping his teeth. Maybe he should have dragged Xander with him on this "adventure" of the palace.

[seraaches]

"Who iiiittttthh it?"

The door slid open to reveal a winged boy with a nice set of fangs that were still nothing compared to those of his visitor. However most people reacted, Sid seemed slightly oblivous to "normal" reactions and just tended to blurt out whatever first came to mind. "Your fangth are CCCOOOLLL!!! Did you have to get a thurgery to get them? Can I get thome like that? If I got thoth AND the ghoth butt like Khlorith, I would be tho win!!!"

His wings flared up in excitement. "Oh, oh!! We thould have COTHUMETH!!!" With that, he whirled on cloven hooves and trotted quickly back to his closet, leaving the door open so his lovely visitor could come in and make himself at home as well. The boy flung open his closet door and his front half disappeared inside of it so he start looking for the needed parts.

[Kari Muffin]

Othello was at a complete loss for words as a person he couldn't see talked at him. They had a lisp too... and why did they think his teeth were fangs? Mommy just called them buck teeth and she explained to him that it really wasn't something a dog or cat should have. Then again he shouldn't have had mint smelling fog coming from his eye sockets either. And who on earth had a ghost butt?

Sitting up the mix raised an eyebrow as the person continued to speak. He listened to them trot across the floor. With the way he was talking apparently he had been invited forward. Hobbling forward he moved into the room.

It was a really pretty room. At least from what he was seeing which was a completely different time. He saw a closet in front of him, but the door was closed. That couldn't be right though because the voice had gone in that direction.

Oh yeah. Maybe he should ask who he was talking to.

"I'm Othello, w-who are you?" He managed, though he couldn't quite manage not whistling when it came to the end of his sentence. At least he could say his name without whistling. He was happy mom didn't give him an S name.

[seraaches]

A hat suddenly came sailing out of the closet; women together from some type of straw, it was adorned along the edges with what one could only hope was fake cheetah fur and not real, though either was a possibility with this particular family. A deep red cloak and something that look suspiciously like a tutu followed after it.

"Othello? That'th a fun name. Where'd it come from? Do you have any thiblingth? My name ith Thid!" He pronounced this with a great deal of pride as he stuck his head back out of the closet for a moment. Somehow, the Josiggy boy had managed to get an eye patch on and he grinned at his new friend. "I'm a pirate!" He ducked back into the closet and another rash of different pieces of clothing and accessories came flying out; costumes appeared to be a favourite game of his if the number of pieces he had was any indication at all. "Juth pick thomething to where! We can thnatch cookieth from the kitchen! They'll never know wot hit 'em!"

[Kari Muffin]

If Othello had been able to see the random bits of clothing flying out of the closet he may have slowly retreated from the room. As things were he listened to the other boy intently and listened to the objects hit the floor.

"Thakethpeare," Othello provided. "Mommy really liketh hith playth." He knew full well that he was "butchering words" according to his mother, but it was really hard not to. "I hath three other thiblingth. How about you?"

He titled his head curiously at the pirate comment. So he was supposed to play dress up to. He played this game once before with Xander and had no idea what was going on. Shrugging he sniffed around for the nearest hat, ignoring the faint scent of mint. He ended up picking the fur lined hat in his mouth, flipping it back on his head. It slid down his face for a moment, blocking his vision. Well at least he knew he had it on his head.

"Cookieth?" He half whistled. He really did like cookies. He wasn't quite sure how good he would be at stealing cookies with his three legs and lack of real vision. Really. He wished he had four legs like everyone else. "Cookieth thoud great!" He said, whistling the "t" in great because of his excitement.

[seraaches]

"Never heard of him," Sid mentioned rather idly as he tried to find his admiral hat. He made a low sound of annoyance when it didn't magically appear as it should have. Really, why wasn't it right here in his closet like it was supposed to be? "I think Levi took it," he announced with a pout before tossing the next rain of clothes and accessories out onto the floor. He finally followed the stuff out, a handkerchief in his mouth.

He expertly tucked his head down on the ground and into the handkerchief as he continued to respond. "Really? Me too! Two brotherth and one thiter. Levi can be okay, but Auxth ith a wuth." He crossed his eyes briefly as his ears finally poked through the ear holes. "Auntith Irtha thayth it'th becauthe he wath born human." Sid gave a small shrug, head popping up as he finally got the handkercief fairly well onto his head. "'kay, we need weaponth and then we can go get our booty!"

[Kari Muffin]

A little gear clicked inside of Othello's head. Sid must have been one of The Queen of Hearts children! Why that thought hadn't occurred to him early he wasn't sure, but the family thing now made sense.

"I have two brotherth and one thithter. My thithter ith kind of thtrange. But I'm probably the weirdetht." He shrugged. When it came down to it he normally was the one freaking out over something. He flopped to a sitting position so his front paw wouldn't hurt from leaning forward. He had the tendency to lean wherever the person was speaking.

"Weaponth?" He asked with a head tilt. He was pretty sure Sid only wanted dress up ones.... right? The canine mix shifted his head so the hat wouldn't be completely over his eyes. In front of him he could see the image of an older man rummaging through a closet. All right... that wasn't what was going on. He continued to stare at the image of the man while wondering where he should be looking. "Thould we go to the armory? Or thomething?"

[seraaches]

"You have two brotherth and one thiter too?! That'th awethome! We'll have to be good friendth!" Sid nodded firmly. "I'm the oldetht," he announced proudly. "But everyone alwayth thinkth Levi ith." This admission caused the boy to stop and ponder the fact for a moment. It really didn't make a great deal of sense to him why everyone always thought that; Levi didn't look any older than him. Just as quickly, however, the boy stopped caring so he could snort a laugh at Othello.

"Don't be thilly! Mommy would kill me if I get a real weapon. That'll have to wait until we thuper older." He trotted happily to his toy chest and kicked it open. Just a bit more rummaging produced a series of fake weapons, mostly wood. Sid eyeballed his new friend and finally pulled out a fairly long fake spear. He carried it over and very carefully slipped it through the boy's bindings. He gave a pleased nod and grabbed his favourite pair of shortswords, which he had long since learned to carry under his wings (where they would do no good whatsoever). "Okay! We're ready to go!"

[Kari Muffin]

They would have to be friends! Having someone outside the family to talk to would be fun, and he wouldn't have to cling to Xander for help. That cheered the mix up a tad, his ears twitching enough to make the hat topple again.

He leaned his head back. So they weren't going to play with real weapons. Oh well. "Figureth." He said with a small shrug. When the other boy slipped stake in between his bindings he hesitated for a moment. It was a weird feeling, and he wasn't entirely sure if he liked having something that close to chains that tethered his leg. He shrugged it off though. He had to trust someone who was willing to be his friend right?

"Lead the way!" Othello said with a whistle at the end of his sentence. His tail wagged a bit with excitement. He never really had a fully wag, it must have been the part cat in him. Either way the boy stood up and was ready to.... try to follow Sid. However that was going to work.

[seraaches]

"Awww, I'm thorry," Sid turned to send an apologetic look at his friend. "Mommy won't let me have weaponth thince I thlipped and cut Levi'th thigh open. You thould have come by a month ago. That'th when I thtill had thome real oneth."

Well, that was before Auntith Irtha had stormed through the room and confiscated everything with Levi looking smugly on. Oh, yah, he'd forgotten about that. His ears tilted sideways in annoyance. He needed to get Levi back for that. Hrms. He needed to think of something for that.

"Anyway!" The fawn/colt hybrid went trotting out of the room, letting Othello guard their rear. He leapt out into the hall with care, catching the strong scent of mint before he abruptly realized he'd been smelling it for awhile. That was cool, too! Like Auntith Irtha's nose vapours.

"We are ninjas!" He pranced happily along the wall until he could get to the corner where he shoved his corner around to look one way then the next, looking for would-be attackers.