You're Ridiculous

He heard the laughter behind him, and slowly closed his eyes slowly, his thoughts condensed into a single, defeated; “No.” his backside slowly dropped onto the ice, his legs splitting as they struggled for purchase on the slippery surface. He managed to rise just slightly off the ground, his legs shaking, as he slowly turned and gave a short “Hull-“ before his paws gave out from under him and he slid back down onto the ice.

His mind had become a constant stream of “No no no no.” as he tried and failed to save face again, and again. After his fourth attempt he simply accepted his fate, and slowly crawled on his stomach toward the oddly colored woman, his eyes downcast with shame. The closer he got the more he recognized her scent, although how he recognized it didn’t strike him at first. It wasn’t until he had made it to the other end of the lake that he realized…She smelled like Art.

“NOOO.”

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