Loitering Is What I Do Best [Mikki]

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    Standing back on all four paws, Jank padded to the younger tom's side and grinned down at him. "Come on, I didn't shove you that hard. Did I?"

    Jank sat back down with a dramatic roll of his eyes. "Yeah, and I'm a flying dog." The tabby snorted, prodding the flailing Crash with a forepaw.

    Snorting with laughter, the treater nearly fell onto the floor laughing. "Well, you could say I am a flying cat, the way I fell down those stairs earlier."

    "Flying? Try being about as clumsy as one can get." Crash teased, still rolling around on the floor.

    "I wasn't being clumsy!" Jank protested, ears pulling back as if he were offended at the thought. "I was yawning!"

    "Yes, because yawning makes you fall down the stairs." Crash teased, trying to headbutt him. "You gotta know I'm kidding."

    Jank pretended to be hurt yet again by Crash's actions, falling onto his back with a loud "Oof!" The brown tabby grinned, aiming a light kick with a back leg at Crash's side. "You'd fall too if you were walking and yawning at the same time."

    "I would not! Beg pardon, but I have the grace of a gazelle." Crash puffed up, taking Jank's words as an insult to his dignity.

    The brown tabby tried to keep his laughter in, but was unable to. Bursting out loudly, he began to roll around on the floor, his laughter echoing off the walls.

    Crash snickered himself, looking down at Jank rolling around like a fool. "You're funny~" he squealed with happiness.

    Jank began to gasp, trying to draw in air. "You... you as graceful as a gazelle?" She spluttered between laughs, and as soon as he finished speaking he began rolling around on the floor again, laughing.

    "I have never fallen down stairs while yawning." Crash pointed out haughtily, puffing up again. It seemed that while talking to Jank, his fur would hardly ever lay flat.

    The laughter stopped, and Jank mock-glared at Crash. "Would you like me to push you down the stairs, then?" The tabby asked, raising one of his brows slightly. His tail flicked as if he were actually annoyed, but he was rather the opposite. Jank was quite amused by Crash. The younger tom was strange yet funny at the same time, and the Treater found he could talk to Crash all day.

    "I'd like to see you try!" Crash yelped. "Stop insulting my dignity." He waved his tail pompously, head tilted up when he gave a huff of irritation. "Because I can bite back, mister."


    [ -squee- I can imagine Crash being Jank's uke if they were people lol. so cute~ ]

    ooc; Thanks.. you just made me spit my coke everywhere as I started laughing. :-/ *bashes with keyblade* *whispers* Y'know, I can imagine that too.


    ic; Jank rolled over onto his stomach and rose to his paws. The tabby padded closer to Crash, standing over the younger tom. "Do you want me to pick you up and carry you up those stairs?" He asked, tail flicking up in the direction behind the Trainee.

    [ ...lol. xD you have to admit, it's a cute thought. ]


    Crash pressed himself close to Jank. "Go ahead, try." he purred, flicking him with his tail. "Pick me up, take me up the stairs, push me down. Then I might have to nom you."

    "Fine then!" With a smirk the older tom bent to grasp Crash's scruff in his jaws, all the while wondering how heavy he was.