Housepets!

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Timezones.....

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Matt and Frank sighed. While it was awesome that they could adopt Darin, it was also a little scary.
"So, you ready to live with us, Kiddo?" asked Matt, partly to cover up his own nervousness.

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Frank and Matt raised their respective eyebrows. Well... they still thought the plan was dubious at best, but if the parents trusted Rikki....

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Angel sighed, flashing a look at May. "May, you know me. The band was my life... I can't just..." Another sigh, and then he turned his gaze back to Windchimes. "Look, I understand that you were curious as to why I stopped playing original music, but it's my business." He gave a ...

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Frank and Matt glanced Rikki's way as well. A raccoon teaching a wolf? The idea seemed dubious at best.

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"Yeah, I dunno why we'd stay out here," Matt said, scratching his head. Frank made agreeing noises.

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Eh, coincidence, Law.

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Windchimes resisted the urge to bash his face into the counter. Jeez, leave it to him to go sticking his nose into bad places. He always had been the one to get the group into tight spots.

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Frank figured he should be insulted with what Rikki had just said about him, but really couldn't bother to do so. Matt sighed and shrugged. "All I can do is my best, Rikki. Like Frank said, we'll need your advice on some stuff, but, well, I don't think there's much of a choice, you know? I mean...

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Matt and Frank were, well, understandably nervous about Rikki talking to them in private. After all, there had been some... yelling the last time they'd had a conversation.
"Umm... sure? What did you need?"

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Angel's eyes were shut tight, his hands clamped on the counter. He was quiet for a moment, but slowly he began to nod at Windchimes. "Yes... Behind us..." He sniffed, running a hand roughly over his eyes. He stared at Windchimes, eyes still moist and red. He glanced down at Aiden with a r...

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He stomped over to the cat, growling more audibly now. he jabbed the cat in it's stomach, looking up at him with anger in his eyes. Aiden spoke through clenched teeth, growling softer so he could speak. "Why don't you just leave." May tried to grab the pup before he could get to Windchime...

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((Finally))

Matt and Frank had a spit-take.
"Seriously?! You want to live with us?!"
"You ain't yankin' on my collar, are you?"
"Because we'd totally take you in."
"Yeah! Totally! Just, umm... Rikki might have to give us some advice....."

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Windchimes had the urge to bop the little pup on the head.
"No. Not until Angel at least gives me a good reason for not playing any more original music."

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"Oh yes, really, I'm just the sort of heatless capitalist **** that wishes all his competitors would die horrible deaths. That's REALLY how The Queen Nips treats fellow artists!!" Windchimes returned with righteous fury, ignoring May. "Of COURSE we wouldn't, I wouldn't care if someon...

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Aiden peeked out a bit more, feeling a bit more comfortable with the weasel-thing. He nodded to her, "Yea, I only been here for like 10 minutes or so..." May laughed. "Well, then. Welcome to the neighborhood, Aiden!" The otter girl chiped cheerily, holding a hand out to the pup....

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Ima just say: i'm terrified. Ima also say: play this to the "terrorists" in Guantanamo Bay, only replace everything with: "Tell us everything you know about Al Qaeda". Ima say one more thing: the "also say" thing was a joke. But seriously, that's fairly terrifying to th...

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Frank and Matt found this to be incredibly depressing. Sipping their tea sadly.

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I assumed mid to late morning, round-abouts 9:30 to 10:30 AM.

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Windchimes sighed.
"You still haven't answered my question," sighed Windchimes, propping his bass up and walking up to the counter. "WHY have you stopped playing?!"

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"Competition. And someone who would prefer his competitors didn't drop their own music after their careers ended."

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"May said you'd stopped playing your own music after your band broke up. So, I guess I meant, WHY have you stopped playing music you and your friends made?"

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Windchimes completely ignored the new guy.

"So you're Angel, huh?" he asked, face descending into a "-_-" look. "May's told me about you. Why so sad?"

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"Double bass. Do you play?" asked Windchimes, tapping on the case as he said so. He looked around the store surreptitiously. It seemed well stocked and was very quiet, silenced as it was from the outside world, as a music store ought to be.

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*Glare Beam*
"Be quiet, you're disturbing the sound of silence!"

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OH. Well.

Windchimes is probably gonna get so many headaches from you all....

Edit: So, what. He's gonna meet Windchimes and decide that he's an arrogant anus-face?

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So what's this about Jake = Demon? I dun geddeit.

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Frank and Matt both facepalmed/pawed. Right. Leave it up to the bureaucracy to split up a family. Frank considered if the Mafia could track the location of the rest of the pack....

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Well, racist comments about China. Don't get any ideas, Zandy.

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Communist China. "Why you hate on Comrade Cheng?!" "Because he furry!" "Oh. In that case, KILL THE FURRY!!!" XD I'm allowed to make racist comments because I'm Chinese XD!! But seriously, the Chinese Secret Police do that sorta thing. The horrors from the Cultural Revol...

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I would tell you to run away to the Music Store, but I'd need to talk to Jofoxx about it first.

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Windchimes smiled widely, eyes crinkling shut again. Funny husky was funny!
"Hi!" greeted Windchimes. He glanced at May, wondering if she was gonna say anything.

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Windchimes sighed. "Well, I don't know." He lapsed back into silence, wheeling the double-bass in front of him, gazing sadly at the noisy city they were now walking through. Life just had to be so LOUD and COMPLICATED.... May was quiet for a long time, and the otter fiddled distractedly w...

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Frank and Matt quietly sipped their tea, waiting for the conversation to continue.

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*Would like to note that it is currently Jofoxx's post in May and Windchimes*

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Just tell RockstarRaccoon that you'd rather switch communities in a PM or in the BsM OOC. Outline a detailed reasoning. He should understand, because it seems legit from where I stand.

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"The Queen Nips," Windchimes said simply and without any fanfare. He hummed softly, looking about at the oasis that was the park.

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Carefully, Windchimes wheeled the double-bass down the hill. He nodded, smiling, and shrugged.
"I do alright," he said modestly. "Frank's the figure-head of our group, but I've done some gigs of our own."

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"Hmmm..." mused Windchimes, before changing back into minor and puling a 3 minute long mournful tune that could practically bring tears to your eyes. He ended on a long, sad note, before putting his double-bass back into it's case. "That, miss, is not a bad idea," he said, "...

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Windchimes smiled back.
"Windchimes," he said softly, as it was difficult to mime windchimes without both hands. He tilted his head questioningly again, "Is there anything fun to do in the city?" he asked quietly, his low, bass/baritone voice catching slightly from disuse.

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