Room 327- Thursday morning

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Just like any other day, you could find Sia sitting on her bed, checking her messages and trying not to be really irritated that she still hadn't heard anything back from home.

Unlike every other day, there was a puppy who really, really wanted to show his appreciation for her releasing him from that ball, by the way he kept jumping into her lap and trying to get high enough to lick her face. It'd be really annoying except that the tiny little yips and all the tail-wagging was pretty cute.

Okay, fine, the messages might have to wait just because the puppy wouldn't let it be any other way.


[Door and post open, some SP for work!]

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"I found this in a ball," Olive greeted Sia, lingering in her doorway with a squirming beagle puppy in her arms. "Is that normal? Have we seen this before?"

Pause.

"You have one too. Marsie, puppies." She'd obviously been too coherent about them, thus far.

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"I haven't seen this happen before," Sia told her, picking the puppy up rather than let him pounce all over her. "Do you think this is permanent?"

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"I hope so!" Olive said happily. "Puppies! Little baby dogs. So much better than boys becoming girls in terms of weirdness here."

Not a lot of things made Olive go into squealy-girly mode. Puppies were one.

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"You seem to be enjoying this," Sia noted with a little smile.

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"Someone threw a ball at my head," Atton said, sticking said head into the room. "I figured it was probably you--" Wait. "...oh, that's just adorable."

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"Shut up, it is not," she replied immediately. "I didn't throw anything at you, but think you should definitely see what's inside it."

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"Want to tell me to run off a cliff while you're voicing advice I'm never going to take by virtue of you giving it?"

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Olive shrugged, letting the puppy lick her face. "I miss my dog at home. And there's way worse things that could be happening."

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"We could all be the wrong gender, yes," Sia agreed. "They are cute."

This was about the only reason you'd hear her using that word.

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"Oh, you definitely want to open that," she told him. Because otherwise he was leaving some poor animal in a ball. "And I had nothing to do with it, I swear."

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Atton had done a lot worse than just leave an animal in a ball.

"And now you sound like a twelve-year-old trying to lie to a grown-up," Atton said, walking into the room. "Who's your new friend anyway?"

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Well you were going to get all the bitchface for that comment, Atton.

"I found him while I was out walking and he's so far refused to leave me alone," she said. "He was in a ball like that one, in fact, which is why you should open it and why I would not throw it at you."

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"So you want me to open it so I can get stalked by something furry?"

Well. It was tiny and didn't seem to be hurting anyone, so Atton was going to hold up his hand to it. He distrusted animals a whole lot less than he did droids.

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"Fuzzy and adorable," she nodded.

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"You seem real happy about that."

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"There is absolutely no reason not to be," Sia pointed out. Her puppy even barked in what she decided was agreement.

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Atton rolled his eyes. "You open it," he said, tossing her the damned thing.

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"It's still yours," she warned, catching the ball and shooing the puppy out of her way in order to open it so Atton could see what his present was.

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What popped out was a mangy-looking Siamese-mixed-with-about-five-other-breeds-of-cat mutt that gave Sia a pointed stare as she popped out of the ball.

"It's an animal, it belongs to itself," Atton judged.

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"Then he or she still gets to follow you around if he or she wishes," she amended.

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"Hey," Atton said, eyeing the kitten. "Maybe he or she likes you better. You seem like a cat person."

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"Just because I turned into one does not make me a cat person," she said. "Besides, I don't even know that I can keep this dog, so he or she is better off with you anyway."

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"Lookit her face!" Olive said, holding the puppy out so Sia could, indeed, observe the puppy's face. "So cute! I'm going to hide her in my closet if anyone tries to take her. I think it's a solid plan."

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Atton blinked. "Wait," he said, "You want to keep the dog?"

Yes. That was what he'd gotten from that.

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"I take that to mean you want to keep her," Sia deadpanned.