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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"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.