Dark Riders of Marblecliff
04 You Break It you Bought It
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Daisy sat and watched as the doctor gave the small mouse a shot of something to dull the pain as he looked over at her. “Okay, Miss Daniels. I got the okay for medication and treatment from Miss Fargo. She also told me that you are responsible for any further decisions that need to be made until she arrives.” As the koala spoke Daisy watched Cecily become visibly disoriented before falling to the gurney unconscious. He looked down at the mouse wide eyed as he checked the dosage he used. “Umm… did you give her anything before you got here?”
“No, I picked her up, put her in the car seat, and drove straight here,” the moose girl said looking down at her passed out girlfriend. “What the hell did you give her anyway?”
“A low dose of Fentanyl, I often use it for children her size with breaks like this. ‘She dropped a lot faster than most of them. To go completely out like that is odd. Does she have any allergies? Or reactions to other medication?”
“I… I have no fucking clue,” the moose herm nearly screamed as she whipped out her phone, rapidly searching for the ligers number in her contact list. Staring at the number beneath her finger for a moment, she shook her head before scrolling down a few spaces more to Susan’s number and pressing the icon.
(Hold on.) Came from the other end of the phone. The sound of paper rustling could be heard over the line. (What is the question? Medical history or something else?)
“Medical history, is Sisy allergic to any medications or anything like that?” Daisy asked with obvious concern in her voice.
(Clear on allergies, there is a note about extreme reactions to some medications. How much of her did you break?)
“I didn’t brea…. fuck it, she has a broken arm. Is there anything in there about reactions to Fentanyl?” she asked turning to glare at the koala.
(Nothing specific in notes. This will be her third broken arm. Is she out cold or just wobbly?)
“Out colder than a frozen halibut,” the moose herm replied as the off hand comment of the chinchilla rolled through her mind. “I’m in the dark on this Susan, is she gonna be okay or is LIlly gonna rip my head off?”
(She should be fine. You're at the hospital and they should be able to do anything they need to. Your job is to sign the box. I am faxing a copy of what we have for her to the hospital for their record.)
“So… in other words shut the fuck up and go with it, possible chew toy, got it. Thanks Susan, if anything else comes up I’ll call again,” Daisy said.
(Just be smart about all of it Mouse Bait, if it doesn’t make sense ask more questions. If it’s just a broken arm it shouldn’t be more than pain management, x-rays, setting and casting. Enjoy your movie, and Lilly said if you’re still there when she gets into town She’ll meet you there.)
“Thanks, that helps,” Daisy said ignoring the comment about their supposed afternoons activities for now as she ended the call. Her expression softening somewhat as she said, “the family is faxing what they have on her, so I guess things are okay.”
“Well, I want to get her on some monitors just in case. But I will get her in for the X-rays as quickly as possible,” the koala said with a smile. “She should be okay, it just seems to be a strong reaction to the medication.” He leaned back taking the stethoscope from the mouse’s chest. He stood up and added, “I’ll send a nurse in to hook up the monitors in a moment while I put in these orders.”
Daisy sat beside the examination room bed and watched as her girlfriend twitched slightly in what ever sleep she might have been in. She began running the events of the day through her mind, the mouse’s reaction to the sex shops private lounge, her comments of it being a dungeon. Cecily had contained her panic far better than usual… until they were outside. The sight of the small mouse crashing into the Charger, and just a few moments ago Susan telling her that this was the third time her lover had suffered a broken arm. The moose herm wondered if the other times had been the result of panic attacks… or something worse. Leaning against the side of the bed, her paw gently stroking Cecily’s hair she said, “sweet cheeks… what the hell have you been through? We have got to talk girlfriend, I was already worried about you. After what Susan just told me, and I know it’s barely anything… I can’t do this shit blind, not anymore, not when you could end up hurt like this.”
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Lilliana looked through the curtain that provided the minimal privacy to the small area. Within the moose sat in a chair in the corner, her head leaned back into the corner and mouth agape as she dozed in the unlit space. Cecily laid on the small exam bed, pink and black fiberglass cast on her left arm. The sound of the pair’s heavy breathing confirmed that they were both still asleep. She turned back to the Koala that ushered her into the patient area of the E.R. and asked, “How bad was it?’
“It was a complex break. She hit the car at such an angle as to snap the radius in one location and the ulna in two. Both bones were set and she should heal just fine. She needs to try and keep any jumping or running to a minimum for the time being.”
“Good luck with that,” the liger replied. “How did the moose do?”
“To be honest I would have thought her the mother if I didn’t know better. She questioned every move I made and never left her side the entire time. “ He glanced in the room as he added, “She only dropped off about a half hour ago. Cecily should be waking up any moment as the medication fades. I have a prescription for pain management. With her reaction to what I gave her today you need to watch her closely while she is on them. She should not be doing anything unattended just in case.”
“Nothing to worry about there,” Lilliana said as she looked over his shoulder, “I don’t think Mouse Bait will let herself live this one down.”
“Mouse bait?” the koala asked with a raised eyebrow.
“It’s a pet name. How much longer are you going to let them take up the E.R. space?”
“It’s slow right now. If it picked up I might have to move them, but I feel bad for knocking the little one out. I’ll put that off as long as I can.”
“Thanks,” Lilliana said as she walked into the dark space grabbing the one empty chair and dropping it loudly in front of the moose as she sat down in the chair backward facing her, crossing her arms over the back as Daisy jerked awake to the sound. “Holy hell, It lives.”
Jarred awake by the sudden noise and Lilly’s voice Daisy’s eyes flew open, leaving her staring at the liger in front of her. The look in the golden eyes that stared back at her unreadable, the moose herm wasn’t sure if she was glad, or pissed off that she had to leave the stun guns in her car. After a moment to clear her head slightly, she opted for the former, though just barely. Glancing over to see that the small mouse seemed to still be sleeping she gave a tiny sigh of relief before turning to stare the liger in the eyes again. “Yea, it lives,” she started still not quite awake. “And it fucked up, so what ever the fuck just get it over with already. I know I got it coming so just do it.”
“Don’t rush into things, Mouse Bait,” the liger said with a bit of a smile. “Lets start with what went wrong and where. What do you think your main mistake was?”
“That one’s easy enough, not realizing she was getting as freaked out as she was. I thought she had a better grip on herself than she did so I wasn’t paying enough attention,” she replied.
“Okay, before you lie to me, let me tell you the story I am going with,” Lillian sat her chin on her crossed arms as she spoke.”You two went to see a movie, Something that happened triggered a panic attack. “ her eyes darted to the cell phone at the moose’s side as she continued, “What happened between the time you left the house and got here is on you. Is there anything I need to know about that time so that I can do what I need to for both you and her?”
When Lilly’s eyes darted to her side for a brief moment Daisy was confused, her paw going to her waist on that side, her paw touching her cell phone, suddenly made the reason for the movement crystal clear. Shaking her head and scrunching up her face she sighed heavily. “I bet trail mix didn’t forget…” she said softly.
“Stop there moose,” Lilliana said, “I told you what the story was I was going with, make yours fit. I know you’re going to lie, I just need enough truth to work with. It’s not an interrogation. Take your time, She’ll be waking up any moment now.”
“Fine, I suck at this shit but fine,” the moose said as she leaned back in her chair pressing her paws ot her eyes. “We left the movie after it ended and walked around window shopping. We stopped in a couple of stores, and talked to a couple of people. One of them kind of creeped her out, more than I thought I guess because when we came out of the last store she bolted out of my arms like a bullet. Before I could blink she slammed into the car door and hit the ground in a heap.” Daisy dropped her paws to her sides as she continued, “it sounded pretty bad, but with the way she reacted I thought it was better to get her out of there fast. So I put her in the car and headed straight here.”
The liger sat up, her face as emotionless as the moose had ever seen. “And that’s all I need to know about your day out? Okay then we’ll go with that, and be sure to stick with the details between the two of you.” She looked over her shoulder as the mouse moved in her sleep, then back to Daisy. “Now we both know you left out something you think is important. It’s written all over your face. I’m not going to push you for it, it’s between you and Sisy. I know she keeps things from me, all teens do. Let me clarify the rules. Don’t lie to me. This is a bit more simple than you think. If I don’t ask and you don’t tell it doesn’t count. IF I know the truth and you know I know the truth and don’t call you on it, go with it. If I feed you the lie, go with it. When it comes to repeating it to the others, learn how to stick with the same…” She paused for a moment as she put air quotes with her fingers, “Facts. That girl there is going to do things with you, and tell you things she won’t tell me. What I want you to do, and one of the reasons you are here, Tell me what I need to know, and be there to catch her and take care of her when we can’t. Don’t let Boomer give you a hard time about it either.” She stood up and stretched as she added, “And the rest of the rules we’ll cover when they are important. She turned and dropped back into the chair in the designed fashion as she kicked her footpaws up on the edge of the exam table and let her head roll back, looking up at the ceiling. “So, tomorrow we get to have dinner at the Mayor’s mansion or some shit. How about that for less than three weeks as residents?”
“I’m starting to learn not to be surprised by much of anything with Cecily’s family, or to have much doubt that they can pull off the impossible,” Daisy said as she looked at her girlfriend in the bed. “One thing that I do think you need to know if you don’t already though Lilly…” she said as she leaned closer to the ligers ear. “It may be better to keep her out of the basement of the house until it’s cleaned out. She doesn’t do very well in closed in spaces.”
“Noted mouse bait,” Lilliana said with a little smile. “By the way, I never did hear about how things went with Dr. Fletcher. I hear she is really good at what she does.”
“Let’s just say she and Sisy didn’t hit it off so well, but I think that had more to do with doctor Fletchers misunderstanding of our girl than anything else. And she may think I’m a basket case…” Daisy said in reply. “It’s something different than what trail mix is used to dealing with, give her a little time and I think it’ll get better.”
“Do you think it would be a good idea if you see her on your own? or someone else?” Lilliana tilted her head to try and look at the moose. “I know it would be hard, daddy issues and all. But if you wanted to, for any reason, just let us know. I have these papers here that make it all my fault for how fucked up you end up from this point on.”
“It might be at some… wait what papers?” the moose said eyes going a bit wide.
“Shit. Didn’t they tell you where I’ve been for the past few days?” Lilliana asked. “I went out to Winter Creek to get some signatures from your biologicals for guardianship of a crazy moose that followed us out here. How the fuck else were we going to get you into school? And before you say emancipation, It was Boomer’s idea to help with some of the logistics like tuition at Chimera Prep. It would all be on you with out it, as well as with this I can add you to any insurance I get through the school system and such. A nice little town if you ask me, and that Mel’s has one hell of a burger.”
Her eyes going wide as the liger spoke, the mention of the popular eatery and it’s speciality cementing the statement as fact in her mind Daisy asked, “no problems with my asshat… my dad then? I guess not though since you have those papers,” she added as an after thought before the liger could answer. “No longer than I’ve been with you and this crazy group Lilly, I’m starting to see that you all seem to be able to do the impossible… thanks for letting an idiot moose tag along.”
“Shit I left your brothers out there,” the liger said with a bit of a chuckle. “Ricky said that Ralph is getting settled in his new place, might want to get his number and harass him at some point. She had Paul in the Mike Tyson center or some shit. He can’t get phone calls or anything like that, but I’m sure you have ways around that if you get what I am getting at. I didn’t see your father, which might be a good thing, but your mom seems to have things under control. And I have to say, I miss small town hospitality but not the speed of the grapevine.”
“Glad to hear their doing okay, and that mom is staying in charge of shit with Paul. I do have ways around that, but can’t get ahold of him for a few days yet till he’s had a chance to check in on Paul,” Daisy said as the expression on her face changed.
“Tell him that some girl, Jenny, Sapphire or something around there, got on the list through your mother. Might be an in for him too if he’s not that close to the rents.”The liger said only a moment before she dropped her feet to the floor with the sound of the mouse stirring and grunting in the bed.
As Lilly’s feet dropped to the floor Daisy moved around to stand near the end of the bed at the small mouse’s head. “Easy sweet cheeks,” she said softly. “Lilly’s here, and you’re gonna be alright.”
Cecily opened her eyes slowly as she looked around the dark space, eventually coming to meet the emerald orbs of her lover. She started to lift her arm encased in the heavy cast, only to have it fall against her chest. Daisy could see the confusion and disorientation in her eyes as they started to groggily roll around the room again. “Where… What?” the incomplete questions drifted into the air as she coughed and said in an almost hoarse voice, “water.”
“I’ll go get her some water, and let the nurse know she’s awake,” the moose said as she leaned over the bed planting a kiss on the small mouse’s forehead. “I’ll be right back SIsy, Lilly can keep you company.” As she walked past the liger she softly said, “back in a few minutes Lilly,” before leaving the room.
Cecily looked over at her adopted mother as the liger sat in the chair by the bed. “I...I’m sorry.”
“How many times have I told you not to apologize for shit that’s not your fault?”
“But,” the mouse squeaked softly as she tried to speak, “I made her take…”
“You to the movies, she took you to the movies,” Lilliana interrupted her adopted daughter before she could finish her statement. “Don’t talk to me about it until you get your stories straight unless you have something you think I NEED to know.”
Cecily looked down at the cast on her arm then back to the liger. “I… I had a flashback, like you…” She trailed off.
“It’s Okay Squeaker,” Lilliana said as she stood up and walked over to the bed. Placing a paw on the cast she added, “It happens to the best of us. I know the horrors I’ve been through, and only the surface of what you have. I know it’s hard to talk about these things and you can do it in your own time. But I want you to think about the one closest to you. She’s hurting also. Maybe if she knew about your shadows, she could better deal with hers. I talked to Dr. Fletcher while I was on the road today. She is as worried about Daisy as she is about you. The herm’s attitude and reaction to her gave Dr. Fletcher the impression there is something more eating at her than just her father and brothers. You are the key to getting through to her as much as she is for you. Two broken girls don’t just find each other by chance.” The liger reached into the breast pocket of her jacket, pulling out a Sharpy as she leaned over the bed and said, “Now to be the first to deface this mouse wrapper,” as she penned a quick phrase ‘You think I look bad, you should have seen the car.’ Cecily giggled as she held the cast up with her free paw to see the words. “Now you get that moose home I hear that some bakery is calling her for an interview or some shit. They told Boomer that no one was answering the primary number she gave.”
Cecily sat up on the bed as she slowly regained her motor skills and watched Lilliana leave the room as Daisy was walking back in with a small plastic cup of ice and a Sprite in her paw. She looked up at the dark overhead lamp as she said, “Could you turn on the light, please.” her voice still dry and raspy.
“Sure thing sweet cheeks,” Daisy said flipping the light switch with her elbow, the lights sputtering to life in a brief moment. “Here’s you something to drink,” the moose said setting the cup of ice on the small table next to the bed, popping the tab on the can of soda and pouring her girlfriend a cup full of the sprite.
Cecily reached for the cup with both paws to suddenly realize the awkwardness of the forced “L” shaped positioning of her left arm. Letting the arm and cast drop into her lap she muttered, “I hate these things. You can’t do anything with them.”
“Yea I guess so,” Daisy said as a worried look came to her face. “When the doctor gave you that shot I had to call Susan to make sure there wasn’t a problem I should be worried about. Sisy… she said this is the third time you’ve had a broken arm. And after what happened earlier…” the moose herm said wondering if she might be pressing the issue too soon.
The small mouse lifted her left paw, encased in the fiberglass cocoon as she counted on her fingers and said, “I guess that’s close.” she looked over at the moose as she said, “I.. I’m sorry about earlier.” She looked down into the cup of ice and soda and added, “I shouldn’t try to push myself like that, but… when you’re with me…” She trailed off as she looked over at the moose herm. “it’s like… I want to run but I don’t want to leave you. And, you’re calm so I know there can’t be anything wrong. It’s just that sometimes… today it was like I was only half there, and half in some other place.”
“It’s not so much that you shouldn’t push yourself, just maybe not push so hard. And for damn sure not if you’re trying to hide that shit from me. I mean it Sisy, I’ll be right here the whole way, at least as much of it as I possibly can, or that you want me to be. We both know there’s just no way we can be together twenty-four seven, and we might get tired of looking at each other if we did anyway,” she said playfully poking the small mouse on the tip of her nose.
As Daisy poked at her, Cecily squeaked softly and mumbled just loud enough to be heard, “Lightning Bugs.”
Looking at her lover oddly Daisy repeated the odd comment, “Lightning Bugs?”
“It’s… my safe word,” she mumbled a blush showing in her ears. “When they used safe words anyway.” Her tail flopped against the bed as she looked down at the cast on her arm. “It’s… its silly. I should pick a new one. But…” she trailed off as she stared at her bound arm.
“No, it’s not silly sweet cheeks… and not something you would say randomly. But why would you even need a safe word?” Daisy asked, confused and more than a little concerned at the possible implications of the small mouse’s admission.
Cecily looked over at the moose a slightly hollow look in her eye as she asked, “Haven’t you ever used one?”
“Yes, I have… and I think for some very different reasons…” the moose said trailing off as the look in the mouse’s eyes seemed to grow more hollow and empty. Sitting on the bed beside her girlfriend, carefully pulling the small mouse’s body into her lap and wrapping her arms around her Daisy whispered into her ear, “but I think we’ve pushed that one far enough for one day. You keep using that one if you want, especially now that I know it.” hugging the small mouse tightly against her chest she added, “besides, we need to get our facts straight before we get home. We still have Susan and Boomer to deal with when we get there”
Blinking as she looked up at her lover she asked, “Wh… what’s your safe word?”
Giggling softly, a slight blush coming to her cheeks Daisy said, “Ahab, when I needed one we had just read Moby-dick the week before in english class. It just kind of stuck in my head because of a running joke a jerk made about it.”
Cecily snickered at the simple name the moose used as a safe word, “I guess it’s not something you will blurt out at random, as long as it’s not his name.” She leaned into the moose’s side as she said, “I… I was thinking we could use them for… anything that we didn’t want to do, or bothered us. A freebie on getting out of anything no questions asked… at least not right then.”
“Alright, we’ll give it a try and see how it goes, now all we need is to get your cute little ass out of here and back home. Preferably before the rest of the family shows up, or Alex tries to break you out of here.”
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The room remained dark as she heard the voices talking around her. She was blindfolded again and could taste the rubber ball press tight into her muzzle. She crawled forward on her paws and knees, the sound of chains dragging on the cement floor behind her. Slowly she patted the ground looking for the small object that was supposed to always be in paws reach. She squeaked into the gag as the voice spoke softly next to her ear, “Looking for this sweet cheeks?” the sound of a small bell clinked on the other side of her head. “Not today, my little pet. We have something special for you.” She felt the rubber strap wrapped tightly around her upper arm as the rest went numb to all but the feel of the needle sliding into her vein, and the burn of whatever venom they had chosen rushed in with the release of the constricting band.
Daisy swerved as her girl friend jerked awake with a scream. The sound of the cast hitting the center console followed by Cecily clutching it to her and curling into a ball prompted the moose to look for a safe place to pull off of the road. “You okay Sweet Cheeks?” The odd sound of her disoriented girlfriend squeaking in and pulling away from her had the moose’s heart racing nearly as fast as when she heard the mouse collide with the Charger. Daisy reached over to put a paw on the girls leg only to feel her jerk away as she covered her eyes with her free arm as if trying to block out the light. Daisy grew even more concerned as the thought of the strong pain killers and Cecily’s earlier reaction started to compound in her mind. “What’s wrong trail mix? Talk to me girlfriend,” the moose herm said in as even of a tone as she could manage, unsure what else to do at the moment.
Slowly lowering her arm from her eyes Cecily blinked and looked around the car, soon meeting the worried gaze of her lover. Her tail swished about slowly as she stretched out relaxing mildly. “Wh… where are we?” her state of disorientation and confusion emphasized as she tried to move her broken arm only to wince in pain. Her free paw moved to touch the cast as she looked down at her arm. “Wh… when…” she trailed off for a moment as she rubbed the fiberglass shell reading the words written on it. “The… I… I was dreaming again, wasn't I?”
“Dreaming… or something, I’m really not sure what the fuck that was, other than kind of scary. This is where we start the talking about shit girlfriend, because I’m lost out in the woods again here. This is the worst any of this has been yet Sisy, what the fuck is going on?” Daisy asked looking down at the small mouse in the passenger’s seat
Unable to make eye contact Cecily looked down at her paws, one wrapped in black and pink cast. “Re… remember when I said that I spent most of last year… drugged... by choice? Well… I didn’t always choose when or what… I was on… And… and…” she trailed off as her tail flopped around in the passenger side of the motionless vehicle. “For a while, I don’t know how long, I... I was… kept...in… a place like…” she looked up as the moose, tears rolling down her cheeks. “I… I thought I left that behind when they let me go.”
Looking into deep brown eyes of her lover, barely containing her rage it took nearly every faculty she had to keep the flaming daggers from her eyes as she spoke, “you were kept...oh god Sisy… I didn’t know… “ her voice trailed off as the rage within her threatened to break free. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut for a brief moment her left paw slapped at the controls to her seat, the small motors grinding to life as she slide it as far back as it would go. “Come here to me,” Daisy said as she unfastened the small mouse’s seat belt and scooped her up into her arms before settling back into the driver’s seat. “Honey, this is the kind of things we need to talk about, the stuff that I need to know about, and so does doctor Fletcher if she and I are going to help you sweet lips. I can’t even imagine how hard it is to dredge it back up. But if I don’t know about it, how can I even try to protect you from it, or from your reactions to stuff like that?” Hugging her girlfriend to her chest tightly, taking care to avoid trapping the small mouse’s left arm between them she said, “I don’t know if you can ever really leave shit like that behind you, but either way sweet lips, I’m right here with you through dealing with it.”
“It… it didn’t start like that,” Cecily said softly, “They… they said they were going to help us, give us a place to stay. It was even a really nice house… I think… I… I was kinda not all there.” She looked down at her paws again as she added, “It… it wasn’t like we really had anywhere else to go. Not after he kicked us out.”
“Okay, I think we need to back up a bit here, first off who kicked you out SIsy?” the moose herm asked trying to gain some amount of grip on what her girlfriend was telling of her past life.
Cecily fidgeted with her tail, running her fingers through the fluff on the end as she spoke softly. “I… it was my boyfriend, the one I went to Virginia for. When… when we wouldn’t do stuff with his friends he kicked us out. Said we needed to cover our share of the costs and that was how we needed to do it.”
“Okay…” Daisy said trailing off, feeling the trembling of her own paws begin to build as the details began to take shape in her mind. “You keep saying ‘kicked us out, and our share and…. you didn’t go to this… “boyfriend’s’, alone or were there others already there? How old were you then girl?”
“It was last year, I was fourteen.There were others, but… she showed up after I did… I… I don’t even remember her name, they just called her Crystal.” The mouse looked up at Daisy as she said, “I was already hooked on Spice then so i don’t really trust much of what I remember then. I was tweaking more often than not.” looking back down at her tail she continued, “We weren’t there long… I don’t think… I think we drifted between shelters and flophouses for two or three weeks before they offered us a place to stay. They ran a lot of the… parties and things we went to, hooked us up with stuff. They were always nice to us so we went with them.”
As her small lover answered her questions, those answers doing nothing more than confirming and building upon the moose herms fear and concern for the kangaroo mouse that had become a part of her life, several things dawned on her. First was the fact that this as the period of the young girls life that few, maybe not even her own family, knew much about. Cecily’s life had been even harder than she had thought, the pain of those past memories evident in the brown eyes every time they looked at her. And this was only the tip of the iceberg, there was more. Probably more than the relatively sheltered moose could even imagine. If… no, when her family got the house ready and opened the doors to her dream, as they would surely do, it wouldn;t be the last time she might hear stories like this, and probably far worse. She had tagged along with the girl she had fallen for, with absolutely no understanding of what she may be getting herself into. But the words and expressions of the mouse in her lap had touched her heart, and now those same feelings grew stronger. She had started this conversation to get a better understanding of what her pint sized girlfriend had been through to better help her to get through the things that were ahead for them both. But now she realized that whatever had brought them together randomly on a cruise ship had other plans for them both. Cecily Fargo was, without a doubt in her mind the very thing kids like her needed. Someone who had been there and knew exactly what they were going through. And for whatever reason, Daisy Daniels as meant to be a part of that, and of the life of a damaged kangaroo mouse that needed her. She needed the mouse as much, if not more than Cecily needed her. The kids she and her family were working towards helping, needed all of them, from the crazy liger that had nearly driven her nuts, to a moose herm with an attitude and no clue yet what she was doing.
“You know something trail mix, you’re a lot tougher than you look. You’ve had to be to even still be around. Thanks for telling me what you have so far, I think I may be starting to get a better clue about you, and about us. Maybe even about what I can and can’t do to help you. Still have more questions than answers, but for now I think we’re on the right track. Nuzzling against the mouse’s neck she whispered into the girl s ear, “so, you ready to head home and face the clucking chicken and Susan, or do we need to discuss anything else right now trail mix?”
Cecily nuzzled into the moose’s embrace as she whispered, “We can go home now.” She looked up at Daisy as she said, “The bakery called about a job.”