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I had Slick snuggling me obnoxiously (he is Opaque, and it is effortful to get him to lie down on my chest rather than stand on it, but I had managed it mostly).
He sat up on my breastbone.
He made a sort of quacking noise at my right eyeball (always mildly alarming because suddenly the formless, alarmed void has FANGS).
He took a lock of hair in his teeth and gave it a vigorous shake, like a terrier with a recently-murdered rag toy.
He quacked into my eye again.
And then he flopped back down to cuddle.
WTF, Slicky. WTF.
He sat up on my breastbone.
He made a sort of quacking noise at my right eyeball (always mildly alarming because suddenly the formless, alarmed void has FANGS).
He took a lock of hair in his teeth and gave it a vigorous shake, like a terrier with a recently-murdered rag toy.
He quacked into my eye again.
And then he flopped back down to cuddle.
WTF, Slicky. WTF.
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