scarvedcynicism:

iamthefirechild:

“No, Scott’s helping me with my cat here. I can’t make it to the clinic, with cat, during working hours, for a couple days, and this needs two people and doing now.” 

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Apparently he thought being mysterious was cute or something. It would concern her less if he hadn’t totally randomly hit on something she’d been thinking about for over a year. ‘Obviously not human.’ What did that even /mean/?

Isaac figured it was time to try a new approach. This Summer girl was obviously not taking to his usual charm. 

“What’s wrong with the little guy? I mean not to pry, but Scott might be a while, and you’re looking a little worried.”

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She sighed. “Fleas. The usual back of the neck applications aren’t strong enough. It’s not even that complicated, I just can’t hold on to him /and/ force him to take the pill. I don’t have enough hands!”

“He’s miserable. They’re building skyscrapers in his fur.” She checked the link to Helios: puddled in his carrying cage, plenty cool but unhappy anyways. 

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