scarvedcynicism:

iamthefirechild:

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. 

“I could give you a hand,” Isaac replied, taking a step closer. “Or two, unless you want to wait for Scott.”

“Well, I — um. You’re liable to get scratched, or at least pitifuled at. If you don’t mind … I thought Scott would be here.” It would be good to get it out of the way; that was the point of coming here. Helios normally liked taking drives just fine. He was only unhappy because of the medical stuff. “I don’t want to impose.”

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.” 

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.”

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. 

scarvedcynicism:

iamthefirechild:

Summer said slowly, “He knew I was coming … I’m a little early.” She wasn’t sure about the way he was looking at her, or the way he brushed off his remark with ‘lucky guess’. “My name is Summer. Um — lucky guess? I don’t understand.”

“It’s better if I don’t explain.” Isaac leaned against the doorway with a smirk. “So Scott’s helping you with your cat? Like at the clinic?”

“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.” 

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/?

scarvedcynicism:

iamthefirechild:

scarvedcynicism:

“Well for one, you broke into my house,” Isaac paused, shaking his head. “Okay technically it’s my friend’s house, but still. You’re also obviously not human. So what are you and what are you doing here?”

“I was invited, thanks. Scott is going to help me with my cat.” She blinked at him, still confused. “How do you know that?”

“Lucky guess. So Scott knows you’re here?” He eyed her, but her heartbeat stayed steady. “Sorry. Jumpy about strangers around the house, can’t be too careful in this world. I’m Isaac.”

Summer said slowly, “He knew I was coming … I’m a little early.” She wasn’t sure about the way he was looking at her, or the way he brushed off his remark with ‘lucky guess’. “My name is Summer. Um — lucky guess? I don’t understand.”

scarvedcynicism:

iamthefirechild:

“Why?”

“Well for one, you broke into my house,” Isaac paused, shaking his head. “Okay technically it’s my friend’s house, but still. You’re also obviously not human. So what are you and what are you doing here?”

“I was invited, thanks. Scott is going to help me with my cat.” She blinked at him, still confused. “How do you know that?”