That's definitely a cat Peter. If it's some sort of early birthday present I can pretend I didn't see it. Though it's a chubby little thing isn't It?
And I'd rather not watch Ken Clarke bluster his way through another apology if it's all the same with you. I only came home because - well - we had unfinished business. And I didn't want to sleep in the office again.
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That's definitely a cat Peter. If it's some sort of early birthday present I can pretend I didn't see it. Though it's a chubby little thing isn't It?
And I'd rather not watch Ken Clarke bluster his way through another apology if it's all the same with you. I only came home because - well - we had unfinished business. And I didn't want to sleep in the office again.
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Grumpy. Come here Grumpy.
*scoops cat up*
Put the claws away. I do have the number for a 24 hr vetinary clinic.
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Ah, yes, one moment. *gestures at armful of cat*
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I'm sure it won't mind waiting a second - for a hello
*leans over cat for kiss*
*slips hand around neck*
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OwwwfffFUCKing claws!*detaches chancellor and cat*
*checks Blackberry.*
*tosses cat onto sofa in living room and shuts the door*
You!
How dare you talk to my Machine like that?Did you really think I wouldn't find out?...
...I realise that you... ...and The Machine... ...have your differences...
*waves George into silence.*
...but I expected better. It is a child. A very large, very intelligent and somewhat capricious child.
...
Goodnight George.
*Vanishes*
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For fuck's sake!
*storms towards door*
Get off! No, Jack, it's not walkies
*fumbles with keys*
Oh for God's sake mutt, I can't take any more reproach today. Stop looking at me like that.
*sighs and crouches to floor*
You feeling replaced too, huh?
*fondles dogs ears*
I'm sure he'll be back for you sooner than he will for me. Now stay.
*slips out of house*
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Well...
...that appears to be all taken care of.
*slumps into armchair*
Are you commandeering the sofa bed tonight or are you 'porting off home?
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*Uncurls*
Well since I'm still a cat it would be rather difficult for me t-
*catches sight of human hand*
...oh!
Well in that case I'll be-
*catches sight of Peter out of corner of eye*
Erm... I mean... it's late. 'Porting's probably not a good idea. I'll nap here... if you don't mind?
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*rubs hands over face then through hair*
*shoves self upright and wanders towards doorway*
Good night, John.
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*hesitates* Peter-
Erm... sleep well.
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You're making the tea tomorrow, Grumpy.
*heads upstairs to sleep*