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who's carrying who now, bitch

Discussion in 'Pandora, Year 1 - 7' started by Lois Lane, Apr 12, 2018.

  1. Lois Lane

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    Dignity was superfluous when you were already a tiny dog. However, Lois had already agreed with herself that she hadn't taken this puppy into her world for the sole purpose of making him miserable. The failure of her personal revenge-quest established that she wasn't a punisher. If she were, she'd probably be yet another member of the Dead Lois Lane Club by now thanks to... pushing her luck one too many times. Something like that. So, she nodded at his request without making fuss.

    In her attempt to sympathize with his frame of mind (as a person-turned-dog, not as a fascist), she could understand that lapping water out of a bowl would just make fur (heh) unnecessary insult to injury. As much as this was a puppy-tailored regime of her own, the only way anything good could come out of this was if they worked with each other, as much as they could.

    She continued thinking out loud on her way to the kitchen, past the island, rummaging in her fridge to the ends of hot dogs on a plate. "You'll need a new moniker. My sister comes from another one of those dimensions where I'm dating you, so calling you Clark might make it really weird," she muttered herself (and to him). "I swear, it takes a village to raise a—" She snapped her fingers over the sound of the microwave. "That's it! Pueblo. Little Pueblo. Perfect dog name, no one will think twice. Did I ever mention how swell these are?" Lois grinned, tapping the side of the microwave with fleeting mirth.
     
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    He couldn't say he was not relieved that Lois was.. trying to understand an impossible and much too bizarre even for their standards situation. It showed too, as his tail started wiggling from one side to the other and he quickly realised that hiding his inner feelings and thoughts would be unlikely to succeed if his own body manifested them in animalistic ways. It was a conclusion that made him want to hide under the couch and never come out and he did set foot, or rather paw, to do just that, but then Lois begun talking again and he couldn't bring himself to ignore her.

    There was an excited little jump at the sound of his new name that did not lead to any injuries this time, because it was inspired and funny. Reminding him of his situation was not ideal, but he was beginning to accept that this was something he had to live with, for the time being. 'These parallel dimensions must be getting really annoying for you.' he observed, though he was glad she looked as swell as possible herself considering the circumstances. 'But yes, one of the few perks of the future is better hot dogs.' he agreed, hearing his tummy rumbling. He could eat garbage and it still would not be any concerning since he was transformed to a dog, but he was stubborn enough to try and resist his instincts as much as possible rather than give in and feel horrible about it later.
     
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    Lois snorted in response to that. "Annoying? I don't know if annoying encompasses it, Pueblo." Annoying played a big part of it. Along with conflicting, surreal, mad, and every synonym for bonkers she could think of. Her life had already been kind of bonkers, but she never imagined it would've dived into jump the shark (she'd brushed up on her latter 20th Century lingo) territories of bonkers.

    Lowering to a kneel, she set the glass of water, with a bent straw sticking out of it, alongside the plate of hot dogs. Frankly (heh), it looked like one of the most depressing meals she'd ever seen, but it was it a feast for kings by puppy standards? Maybe? As long as he didn't get sick, which she was still wary about. "Bon appétit?" Lois announced incredulously.

    She crossed her legs underneath her, and stared intently at just how this was going to work.
     
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    He could get used to Pueblo. It did not sound half that bad and he much prefered it than other things people had called him in the past. All and all he was trying to make an effort with his arrangement and not appear as depressed as he did before, despite feeling very much guilty for Lois' involvement. He hoped that he wasn't entering a maniacal state now, because the last thing any one of them wanted were a dog with mood swings, but it was starting to get alright and it hadn't been alright for a decade or so. He hoped it was at least alright for Lois too, who must have had higher standards on account of never have to deal with having executions in her conscience.

    'T-thanks.' he replied with uncertainty and then approached the water glass thoughtfully, but as soon as he managed to take a sip from it, he was able to feel more relieved. He finished it rather quickly, feeling Lois' eyes on him. 'See, I can do it just fine.' he announced proudly and sure of his dog self he walked over near the hot dogs. That was a lot more uncomfortable than drinking water, because he could not hold a fork anymore and he had to kneel down and use his teeth, while fighting the compulsion to lick them in front of Lois. So he looked at them miserably for a while, before lowering to the ground and bringing his legs as closer to his body was possible. He was very much embarrassed, but thinking of how worse things could be helped. Some time passed before he took a bite and then tried to hide half of his face with the use of his small legs.

    His table manners have never been more awful until that day.