75 Godiva, late Thursday night

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Eliot gnawed at the spot where his feathers met his fur with his beak. That sentence was the downside of this whole "griffon" thing. He was trying to get the damned dried chocolate out of his . . . pelt from his time practicing flying around the preserve today, chasing and getting chased by cotton candy clouds.

Dried sugar was a bitch to get out of both feathers and fur.

"Can someone get my brush? The really bristly one? Or -- possibly a curry comb. . . ."

[for the partners! And potentially epic slowplay.]

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"Mostly I stuck to the roofs. No soap there. But I did get one long slide down Unicorn that was awesome." She grinned, and rubbed her knuckles over the place on his shoulders where his wings met his back. His feathers were getting all super-fluffy, and Parker was still sad to be left out of this animal transformation, but at least she could take care of her guys better this way. "It looks like a princess tower. I'm gonna climb it tomorrow maybe." Brush fluff, brush-fluff!

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Oh good lord that was good. Those were muscles Eliot didn't even usually have. He arched into it, his head back, beak in the air.

The noise he made might have been a purr.

"Sounds fun. Maybe I'll fly over and join you."

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"Cool." Parker hummed, amused by the purring, and made sure to scritch that spot again. "Hardison sounded super-annoyed on Radio this morning. I hope it got better for him. Maybe he'd like his mane brushed too."

She was so going to break out the hair-brush when Eliot was back to human, and make him sit still for lots more playing with his hair.

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Just so long as she didn't braid it.

Actually, he'd totally let her braid it.

"I bet he would. He doesn't even usually have hair. Gotta take advantage of it while ya can."

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"He has hair. On his face." Which was also not long enough to braid, so. "Good plan. Unless I get to wake up as a flying jaguar or cheetah tomorrow." She fluffed the tuft of feathers on top of Eliot's head. "I looked up griffons. They're protectors." So totally appropriate for him.

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"Yeah," Eliot agreed, and tried to gently nip her fingers. "All noble and hooey."

"Hooey" had not been the word he was aiming for, Fandom.

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"Hooey?" Parker gave her snorting giggle, and flicked a finger at his beak. "That's a new one."

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"Yeah, yeah." Eliot laid his head in her lap and sighed. "This would be so much cooler without all the weird cartoony extras."

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"Awwwwww." Parker petted his head, and ran careful fingers around the feathers near his eyes. "Maybe you'll turn into a bigger griffon with less cartooniness sometime. Or I'll turn into a cartoony ferret." She cocked her head, considering that. "I could get so much done that way, if I could remember stuff and talk while I was a ferret, wow."

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Eliot laughed. "I actually prefer you human, you know."

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"Well, I'd hope so!" She gave him a kiss between his eyes, then sighed and sat back, still stroking his feathers. "But we gotta time this better, one of us is always getting left out." She cocked her head and added, "We could be cartoony humans, I guess. Maybe the weird physics would work better for us then."

Parker, you already break the laws of physics all the time.

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"You tryin' to give this island ideas, now?" Eliot asked, almost half asleep with her lap as a pillow.

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"Maybe." She smirked down at him, and added, "As long as it's paying attention..."

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"What else're you gonna tell it?"

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"That's for me to know. And you to never see coming."

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Eliot chuckled happily into her lap. "Oh sure, make me paranoid."

He didn't need help with that, Parker.