Elfangor wrote:It was a dark and stormy night, I've always wanted to say that, but tonight it really was. So there we where sitting outside Chapmans house.
Rachel, book #2.
I looked expectantly at Cassie. Did she want to play? I crouched low in front, making the signal of an invitation to dog play.
Fortunately, Cassie had enough sense to decline.
"No, thank you," she said. "I don't think we're here to play."
Oh, right. We weren't.
But, hey! What was that smell? Was that . . . yes! It was dog poop! Not my poop. But definitely dog poop!
Where? I sniffed. Okay, over there. I trotted toward the source of the smell. Hmmm. Not fresh. This was old dog poop. At least a couple of days old.
That didn't mean it was totally useless. But fresh dog poop was really far more interesting.
Stale dog poop was only slightly more interesting than cat poop. And let's face it: No one cares about cat poop.
<He's welcoming the Visser back aboard the Blade ship,> Ax translated. <Or he may be telling him his brother is a meteor fragment. I understand Galard, but this morph's hearing is very uncertain.>
"Go kick their butts, Rachel. Let me know when you're done."
I was about fifteen rows back. Marco was in the row ahead of me to the left. I could see the side of his head, and he knew it, so he was amusing himself by twitching ears in time to the music.
I didn't want to smile, but it was just so idiotic it was funny. Marco, naturally, was hoping I'd snort or giggle so he could turn around and shush me, full of righteous indignation.
A second chimp was bouncing maniacally on the roof of the car with the children. The children were screaming with joy. Their mother was also screaming, but perhaps not with joy.
"I just had a thought," Marco said.
"I'll buy you a card to commemorate the moment." Rachel, of course.
<Would it be asking too much for one of you to actually hit something?!> I heard Visser Three roar.
<Crows,> Tobias said, in thought-speak that we heard only in our minds. <I can't believe you're saving a crow. I hate crows. You know how he probably got that broken wing? Trying to mob a respectable hawk, that's how. Crows are total punks.>
I picked some random quotes from my self-made, 47-pages-long Ani-quotes database. Choose whichever you like.