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Rachel flattened herself against the wall as the dogs barrelled past her, leashes trailing in their wake. Catching her balance, she turned to see Dawn slumped against the doorjamb with a fresh graze on her forehead. "What happened to you?"

"Your monsters dragged me three blocks, including an entertaining detour where they took divergent paths around a tree, before I discovered they were chasing a freaking ice cream van."

"So, did you get them one?" Rachel grinned, picturing the dogs' excited ice cream dances.

"Of course," Dawn sighed. "But give a girl some warning next time. Trees aren't soft."

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open_on_sundaychallenge #173: heat
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse

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ozma914
19th Jul, 2006 05:09 (UTC)
bad puns, fur sure.
Huh -- that's the fangs I get.