[Well. It's Monday, but awful things have happened on days that aren't Friday, so as soon as she hears him cry out she's rushing out of her bed immediately, concern obvious on her face.
In her haste, it doesn't seem like she's noticed her own small, fuzzy ears and tail that have sprouted overnight.]
[His ears, on the other hand, are much more noticeable! Especially since they're both standing straight up, considering how alarmed he was to realize what the heck... was happening.
Now he's just looking agitated though, and he turns to face Beck with this same expression.]
This ship is what's wrong!! Look at what they've done!
[She brings her hands to her mouth, ears drooping down slightly - and that movement is what makes her notice. Slowly, she brings her hands up to her head, feeling the new appendages and the fur—
Anyway Beck's panic is a great way to shake him out of his own little huffy fit, and he's on his feet in a second, quickly hurrying to her side. He can't fckin identify this animal?? At least his own ears are easy to recognize by shape, considering how many rabbits he's... carried by the ears....... this is karma. BUT WHAT THE FCK HAS SUCH STUMPY LITTLE EARS. Do they even have otters in ancient china, mysteries.]
—There's a little pair of ears up here. They don't hurt, do they?
At least they'll only be here for a week, hm? [He is absolutely handling this better than she is but that's also because he hated literally every other week so far more than this, even if he's Not Happy. And will be even less happy once he runs into his first dog kinkster.]
Mine feel fine, too - I didn't mean to startle you. That's just not how I was expecting to wake up!
[She tugs at her new ears experimentally to see if they'll come off, but no such luck. She gives a small noise of distress, but - as easy as it is for her to panic, it's not helping anyone here.]
No, you... You didn't. [Or not as much as these changes did, at least.] It's okay. It's just - weird. You're right, though... Just one week.
Haha, I do get that... [Just that there isn't much to do about it and he has NO IDEA HOW TO CONVEY THAT KINDLY.] ...We could go get matching hats in one of the stores down below deck!
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In her haste, it doesn't seem like she's noticed her own small, fuzzy ears and tail that have sprouted overnight.]
What is it? What's wrong?!
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Now he's just looking agitated though, and he turns to face Beck with this same expression.]
This ship is what's wrong!! Look at what they've done!
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[She brings her hands to her mouth, ears drooping down slightly - and that movement is what makes her notice. Slowly, she brings her hands up to her head, feeling the new appendages and the fur—
And she predictably screams.]
What the hell is that?!
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Anyway Beck's panic is a great way to shake him out of his own little huffy fit, and he's on his feet in a second, quickly hurrying to her side. He can't fckin identify this animal?? At least his own ears are easy to recognize by shape, considering how many rabbits he's... carried by the ears....... this is karma. BUT WHAT THE FCK HAS SUCH STUMPY LITTLE EARS. Do they even have otters in ancient china, mysteries.]
—There's a little pair of ears up here. They don't hurt, do they?
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[This is lowkey body horror for her even before they enter the full on body horror room, it's fine. Anyways!]
Do yours...?
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At least they'll only be here for a week, hm? [He is absolutely handling this better than she is but that's also because he hated literally every other week so far more than this, even if he's Not Happy. And will be even less happy once he runs into his first dog kinkster.]
Mine feel fine, too - I didn't mean to startle you. That's just not how I was expecting to wake up!
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No, you... You didn't. [Or not as much as these changes did, at least.] It's okay. It's just - weird. You're right, though... Just one week.
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Right - hopefully they won't give you too much trouble. They're nice and small, at least! You won't have to worry about them getting shut in doors.
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[AAAAAA. She takes in a breath, though.]
You're right. It's just - they aren't mine. It feels wrong.
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Haha, I do get that... [Just that there isn't much to do about it and he has NO IDEA HOW TO CONVEY THAT KINDLY.] ...We could go get matching hats in one of the stores down below deck!