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Post by Killer on Jun 16, 2003 21:35:30 GMT -5
Killer lowers his ears and cringes as at first, Hedge's reply sounds like a reprimand, but when she finishes her thought on the subject, he lightens up again and joins her laughter.
"You said it, Hedge," he chuckles, "Charlie doesn't have the brains God gave a flea!"
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Post by Hedge on Jun 17, 2003 9:32:11 GMT -5
Snickers a little at Killer's comment and then says, "There's got to be better things for us to talk about than Charlie's brain or lack thereof..." Shoves the box of what is left of the donuts in Killer's face, "You sure you don't want just one, Pear?"
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Post by Killer on Jun 17, 2003 21:12:23 GMT -5
Killer chuckles and rolls onto his back to squirm on the rough pavement, enjoying a good scratch for a few moments. He then rolls upright again and shakes his fur as best he can without getting up.
"Oh, uh...no. No thanks, Hedge," he smiles, then his expression drops, "I really feel like a heel right now. I shouldn't be lounging around being lazy. I really oughta get to work...trouble is, the boss kicked me out for the day."
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Post by Hedge on Jun 20, 2003 5:00:10 GMT -5
Flops on her side and then rolls on her back and tosses the donut box in the air, casually catching it with her left hind foot, where she lets it dangle...
"What's the big rush... Carface is all absorbed in his own little problems today, so let's just enjoy the time off... Killer, you have got to learn to relax!!!!"
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Post by Killer on Jun 20, 2003 23:18:43 GMT -5
Killer makes a face and and starts to stand up, pausing in mid-rise to stretch his forelegs out in front of him and yawn, then he pulls himself upright and stretches each back leg in turn. After that he gives himself a thorough shake and sits down again to scratch his neck.
"I'm tryin'," he grimaces, trying to get the itch under his collar without injuring his foot on the spikes, as the motion makes the oversized collar spin around his skinny neck, "It's just hard to relax and enjoy time off 'cause I'm not used to it. How do you get used to it anyway?"
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Post by Hedge on Jun 21, 2003 6:36:39 GMT -5
Looks at the spiked collar around Killer's neck... really noticing it for the first time...
"Hey Killer, I know how you could relax a little better... take that stupid collar off! Where'd you get it anyway?"
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Post by Killer on Jun 22, 2003 21:35:43 GMT -5
He pauses in mid-scratch, his back foot poised just behind his neck as he looks at Hedge, blinking in surprise.
"The boss said he traded a snazzy bandana for it," he replies, "Said if he can't make me be tough, he'll at least make me look tough."
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Post by Hedge on Jun 25, 2003 10:10:05 GMT -5
Hedge wrinkles her brow... looks at the collar... then gets up and pads over to Killer to get a closer look at it...
"You said that Carface traded a bandana for the collar? Do you know what the bandana looked like? Do you know who made the trade with him?"
Hedge is, like, in Killer's face asking these questions...
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Post by Killer on Jun 25, 2003 23:15:48 GMT -5
Killer draws his head back to keep from bumping noses with Hedge--so far, in fact, that he topples over backwards.
"Oof! Ow...well," he rolls onto his side and looks at Hedge curiously, wondering why she's so interested, "He said he traded with a female--I know that much--and he gave her a bandana in return. Now that I think about it, the way he described the bandana sounded a lot like the one you wear."
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Post by Hedge on Jun 26, 2003 12:38:32 GMT -5
Hedge sits back down again and looks at Killer...
"So, that's what Carface was up to... hmmmm, Killer! that was my collar... the guy who got me from my boy master made me wear that collar... I hated it... do you like it? Carface told me he'd swap with me because he believed it would help make a dog out of some mousey type panic mutt he rescued... I guess that was you, huh? Tried to make you tough by putting a collar like that on you? It doesn't really do you justice, you know..."
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Post by Killer on Jun 26, 2003 22:03:32 GMT -5
Killer looks surprised at gaining this information. He places a paw on the collar and pulls it away from his neck a bit, looking at it as best he can while it's still around his neck.
"Yeah, I guess...yeah, he was talkin' about me," he seems a bit humiliated knowing Carface went behind his back and, indirectly or not, described him as a wimp, but he quickly shakes it off with a light chuckle as he makes his next comment, "Well, that explains why it's a few sizes too big. What size collar do you take anyway, Hedge?"
He shrugs a bit as Hedge tells him the collar isn't very becoming on him. Reminded of that persistant itch under the spike-studded leather, he starts spinning it with a back foot again.
"I'll admit, it did take a while to get used to," he chuckles, "It's pretty heavy and...well...I'd never actually worn a collar before. It's become part of my identification though--like my glasses. Plus, if the boss ever saw me not wearing it, he'd prob'ly use it to strangle me."
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Post by Hedge on Jul 2, 2003 7:03:12 GMT -5
Pads over to Killer and in one swift move, unbuckles the collar and tosses it in the air... catches it before Killer can...
"Let's find out what Carface would do..." Quickly unties the bandana around her neck and ties it around Killer's... grimaces slightly as she puts the collar around her OWN neck... "Let's see what he does about this!!!" Sees Killer's scared look...
"Don't worry... I'm gonna be with you the whole time..."
Wolfs down another donut and burps again...
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Post by Killer on Jul 2, 2003 22:22:48 GMT -5
Killer jumps to try and get the collar, but Heaven knows he stinks at playing "catch" and he misses by a mile and a half, falling flat on his face. He quickly recovers and straightens his glasses, struggles as Hedge ties the bandana around his neck, then proceeds to panic.
"Hedge! Are you mental?!" he cries, turning circles and staring around as though expecting Carface or one of his thugs to physically appear and attack him from around any corner, "I don't wanna find out what he'll do 'cause I already know what he'll do and I already told ya--he'll strangle me! Or worse! Maybe he'll throw me to the piranhas! Hedge, I don't like this idea! Please don't make me do this!"
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Post by Hedge on Jul 5, 2003 6:14:22 GMT -5
"Killer... Carface is not going to do anything to you... not while I'm around and I'll stick to you like glue until we re-exchange our neck gear.... Let's have fun with this... I'm gonna act real mad at Carface for giving you my collar, and you can act steamed because he gave me your bandana. Ooooh, this is gonna be fun. I can't wait to see the boss's big fat jaw drop and the look in his piggy eyes when we 'gang' up on him..."
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Post by Killer on Jul 5, 2003 21:32:20 GMT -5
Killer's own jaw drops as he becomes enlightened completely as to what Hedge's scheme is all about.
"Wha--you want that we should--and then he'll--and I hafto--" he ends up tangling his front legs pointing in all directions as he stammers, then he recovers, "Gang up on Carface? Hedge, what's gotten into you? Nobody gangs up on the boss! 'Cause if they do...HE KILLS 'EM!"
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