Sela leaned against the wall of the green building with one foot propped against it, and one hand holding Fishsticks' leash. This was a concession to all the sorry humans about. A dumb concession, because a leash wouldn't hold Fishsticks if something caught his nose-- not even with Sela on the other end-- but whatever, it made the humans less... screamy.
Actually. Sela considered this as she squinted down at her shark, who was sitting still, unbothered by the leash as he was unbothered by many things. In this size, probably, she could keep him held. He wasn't that strong at dog size. Was he? She'd never had reason to test it.
Hmm.
So, when Spike did show up, he was treated to the unusual sight of a tall, blond, uniformed woman yelling at a really fat, four-legged, dog-sized shark.
"No, gods eat your eyeballs! Listen, you idiot! You're going to go THAT way! THAT WAY! Feck! What do you want, a stick to chase?!!?"
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Sela leaned against the wall of the green building with one foot propped against it, and one hand holding Fishsticks' leash. This was a concession to all the sorry humans about. A dumb concession, because a leash wouldn't hold Fishsticks if something caught his nose-- not even with Sela on the other end-- but whatever, it made the humans less... screamy.
Actually. Sela considered this as she squinted down at her shark, who was sitting still, unbothered by the leash as he was unbothered by many things. In this size, probably, she could keep him held. He wasn't that strong at dog size. Was he? She'd never had reason to test it.
Hmm.
So, when Spike did show up, he was treated to the unusual sight of a tall, blond, uniformed woman yelling at a really fat, four-legged, dog-sized shark.
"No, gods eat your eyeballs! Listen, you idiot! You're going to go THAT way! THAT WAY! Feck! What do you want, a stick to chase?!!?"