Sticks and stones (open, pregnant)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 225px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]IC: The fem had woken up that morning and barfed soon after. She had wondered if she had eaten anything last night that was bad, but couldn't remember. Sak did notice that she had been hungrier that usual. The whole barfing thing had been going on for a little bit, and wasn't pleasant. And that's when it hit her. That guy she had came across who was trying to piece his straightness... It ended in a little. She stretched and went out of her den. "Hey guys I have something to say." she barked. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 120px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]OOC: text goes here[/fancypost]

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    "Yo Sak, your fat." He would muse, strolling over a little crookedly. Hey, she didn't have to worry about last night, last night he got drunk, this morning he was still a bit drunk, but maybe not from last night still, but long story short, he "got a little drunk last night" Hah, more music puns for Doff. But the male was still a little tipsy, so obviously he wasn't thinking about anything he said. "Sooo, what you gotta say girl?" he would ask, plopping down, letting out a yawn, and rubbing his eyes, a headache coming it's way. Dude that was gonna stink.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 225px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]IC: her fur bristled. "I am not fat!" she snapped. Ooo she was going to remember that forever. But was she really that big already?[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 120px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]OOC: text goes here[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 225px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]IC: Ahe bristled even more. "I am not fat! There is a difference!" she snapped again. She sat down and crossed her arms like a toddler. "Maybe I'll let you figure out by yourself then." she woofed, sticking her nose up. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 120px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]OOC: text goes here[/fancypost]

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    The feline couldn't hold back the laughter bubbling up in his throat. "Aw, come on Sak, you know we're just messing with you!" he would purr, still chuckling as he poked the border collies shoulder, smiling a toothy grin towards her, before finishing his sentence with a, "For the most part." or as the Doctor would say, "You've swallowed a planet!"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 225px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]IC: "Hmf." she would reply to Glinda. "Well it's not funny to call someone fat." she replied stubbornly. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 120px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]OOC: text goes here[/fancypost]

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    "If it makes you feel better, you can call me fat too." the feline would purr, wrapping his real and yellow tail around his paws, the cross still hanging off his neck and the hat still on his head. It was cool how the hat stayed snug, not always falling off twenty four seven. "The thing is, lying is bad too." the fine would add on too, referring to letting her call him fat.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 225px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]IC: she let out a huff. "Then why were you calling me fat?" she inquired. Prepare for mood swingy, pregnant, Sakura Goddard. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 1px dashed white; width: 120px; height: 120px;color: white; text-align: justify;overflow: auto;][sup]OOC: text goes here[/fancypost]

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    Well, he was about to say, "but that's not a lie!" But held himself. To be honest, when he was a little drunk, he actually got a smaller bit of self control in something's, but others? Not at all. It stunk really when being drunk meant you gain a stinking lifelong enemy for doing something stupid. Instead, the yellow domestic would just shrug, sitting down after he relized it was something he hadn' done yet