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[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[There's a puppy sneaking around in the Dressing room today, looking for a good place to hide lie down.

Eventually he decides to jump up on a soft armchair and pout at the world.

Really, the nickname was bad enough. But this???

Zack is not a happy puppy.]

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[feebly.livejournal.com]

_{{ You're talking about a woman who can talk to planets, she'd at least try. }}

Oh, I know. How about... some chicken? _{{ Gets out a fresh plate of raw chicken to stir fry! }}

[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[Good point.

Barks, wagging his tail.]

[feebly.livejournal.com]

_{{ Omnom, tasty chicken. She's going to take out some vegetables and sauce to help the flavor, nevermind the fact that Zack's in a lupine form at the moment. }}

Being a dog is awfully convenient, isn't it? Having someone else cooking your food for you and everything.

_{{ After washing her hands, she takes out a kitchen knife to start cutting those ingredients. }}

[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[Just barks again, wagging his tail and looking very content. ^^]