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hassexinthetitle2013-06-07 10:15 pm
batlittleboy) wrote in hassexinthetitle2013-06-07 10:15 pm
weebly face
He didn't know who had done this.
He just knew, if he found them, he would end them.
It shouldn't have been possible for someone to sneak up on him. But they had. And it shouldn't have been possible for them to turn him into a bat. But they did. And he shouldn't be stuck like this.
But he was.
The little collar around his neck stopped him, some how. And he wasn't going to stay anywhere near home to wait for them to come back and find him. And Fionna's place...well, that had once been his too, and if they had it bobby trapped...
So that was how he ended up nosing under Gumball's blankets late that night. Or early that morning.
He just knew, if he found them, he would end them.
It shouldn't have been possible for someone to sneak up on him. But they had. And it shouldn't have been possible for them to turn him into a bat. But they did. And he shouldn't be stuck like this.
But he was.
The little collar around his neck stopped him, some how. And he wasn't going to stay anywhere near home to wait for them to come back and find him. And Fionna's place...well, that had once been his too, and if they had it bobby trapped...
So that was how he ended up nosing under Gumball's blankets late that night. Or early that morning.
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It was hard to not sound like himself, and he put a plaintive little whine into his voice, leaning his head against Barnaby's shoulder to look cute. A wasted effort as the pink man continued down the corridor.