09-14-2017, 01:36 PM
As she stepped from the elevator, she made a beeline for the front desk, almost surprising the receptionist with the sudden appearance of a canary yellow dog in front of her.
“My brother Digby, where is he?” She asked, her tone kind of hurried upon the discovery of late business.
After a second, the lady recomposed herself and gave a calm response.
“He told me he’d be waiting outside for you.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Izzy darted for the front door, leaving the receptionist reeling back as if a train had went whipping by five feet away from her. She was kind of impressed by how quickly the girl could move with such stubby legs.
The automatic doors parted for her, and waiting not far was a familiar brown pup, who was idly waiting with his arms crossing behind his back. As her sister approached, he calmly turned to face her.
“Digby I’m so sor-”
Suddenly, Digby’s paw latched on to Izzy’s muzzle and grabbed hold. She immediately waved her arms in exaggerated pain and then reached to pry his grasp off her face.
“I went all the way to lavaland for your, then I went to coruscant, you weren’t in neither!”
“Ow ow ow! That hurts! I’m sorry!”
He let go and sighs.
“I was worried si-”
Suddenly, Izzy’s paw grabbed his muzzle, which is met with an annoyed look.
“I’m sorry for what i did! But please don’t grab my muzzle!” She said, exasperatedly. “It hurts!”
Digby proceeds to get his sister in a headlock. But she breaks free and then wrestles her brother to the ground. The two would have a impromptu WWE match right there in the parking lot. A crowd of onlookers formed a circle around them. Several parents covered their children’s gaze, either not wanting to expose them to violence or out of a complete misinterpretation on what was happening.
After a good fifteen minutes of rough housing, Izzy had Digby pinned long enough for the ref to call it. After she got off him, the two lay on the ground, panting heavily at the over exertion. The people in the crowd began exchanging money as the sports commentator called it a night. Meanwhile, the line of cars that have been waiting fifteen minutes to get through continue to lean on their horns.
In a few minutes, the pair wordlessly make it to the elevator and ride their way up. Rosie had already shaken awake by this point, the reward ribbon still tied to her hair from the night before. She had made her way to the kitchen to prepare herself some coffee, when the elevator door opened to reveal Isabelle and Digby; their fur dirty and ruffled.
Rosie dropped the coffee packet and reeled back.
“Oh my god!”
“My brother Digby, where is he?” She asked, her tone kind of hurried upon the discovery of late business.
After a second, the lady recomposed herself and gave a calm response.
“He told me he’d be waiting outside for you.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Izzy darted for the front door, leaving the receptionist reeling back as if a train had went whipping by five feet away from her. She was kind of impressed by how quickly the girl could move with such stubby legs.
The automatic doors parted for her, and waiting not far was a familiar brown pup, who was idly waiting with his arms crossing behind his back. As her sister approached, he calmly turned to face her.
“Digby I’m so sor-”
Suddenly, Digby’s paw latched on to Izzy’s muzzle and grabbed hold. She immediately waved her arms in exaggerated pain and then reached to pry his grasp off her face.
“I went all the way to lavaland for your, then I went to coruscant, you weren’t in neither!”
“Ow ow ow! That hurts! I’m sorry!”
He let go and sighs.
“I was worried si-”
Suddenly, Izzy’s paw grabbed his muzzle, which is met with an annoyed look.
“I’m sorry for what i did! But please don’t grab my muzzle!” She said, exasperatedly. “It hurts!”
Digby proceeds to get his sister in a headlock. But she breaks free and then wrestles her brother to the ground. The two would have a impromptu WWE match right there in the parking lot. A crowd of onlookers formed a circle around them. Several parents covered their children’s gaze, either not wanting to expose them to violence or out of a complete misinterpretation on what was happening.
After a good fifteen minutes of rough housing, Izzy had Digby pinned long enough for the ref to call it. After she got off him, the two lay on the ground, panting heavily at the over exertion. The people in the crowd began exchanging money as the sports commentator called it a night. Meanwhile, the line of cars that have been waiting fifteen minutes to get through continue to lean on their horns.
In a few minutes, the pair wordlessly make it to the elevator and ride their way up. Rosie had already shaken awake by this point, the reward ribbon still tied to her hair from the night before. She had made her way to the kitchen to prepare herself some coffee, when the elevator door opened to reveal Isabelle and Digby; their fur dirty and ruffled.
Rosie dropped the coffee packet and reeled back.
“Oh my god!”
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