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	Christopher wagged one finger at the skunk. "You know not everyone here is over twenty-one."		Christopher wagged one finger at the skunk. "You know not everyone here is over twenty-one."


	"Ah, who cares," the skunk replied. He grabbed a bottle of some brand Christopher had never heard of and stuck it under the bear's nose. "Here, have one. Come on, you need it."		"Ah, who cares," the skunk replied. He grabbed a bottle of some brand Christopher had never heard of and stuck it under the bear's nose. "Here, have one. Come on, you need it."
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MatthiasRat: Okay, this one's done!

2008-02-26T23:02:15Z

Okay, this one's done!

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MatthiasRat: Added a bit of the sixth scene. Fifth scene will be added tonight, and this scene finished. Story will be done soon

2008-02-26T17:18:45Z

Added a bit of the sixth scene. Fifth scene will be added tonight, and this scene finished. Story will be done soon

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			The stack of books Trevor handed him proved to be lighter than expected. Their gamemaster had parked closer ot Main Street, so by the time they reached his car, most everyone else were already on their way. He dumped the books in Trevor's trunk,s lid the passenger seat all the way to the back and climbed in.

			"Need more room?" Trevor asked as he slid in. Trevor's car should be put on the list for environmental clean-up. Christopher wrinkled his nose as he squeezed the seat belt over his bulk. Since August he'd put on about thirty pounds, far more than he'd done the last time he'd been a bear four years ago. But back then he'd been single and had no money and so couldn't afford as much food as his body craved. He wondered how bad the winter would be when it finally arrived.

			"A little. Do I look fatter to you?"

			Trevor chuckled and said, "Well, you don't have me beat yet, but yes, you are putting on weight." He started the car and pulled into the street and headed towards the Drillfield.

			"How much would say?" He hated having to ask people what he looked like, but what else could he do? At least Leslie wasn't complaining too much about it.

			"Oh, at least two hundred, maybe two-twenty." Trevor glanced at him and narrowed his eyes. "What is going on with your metabolism anyway?"

			Christopher shook his head and rolled down the window. It wasn't easy --- Trevor had manual windows, and the bruin couldn't quite grip the handle without poking his palms with his claws. "Storing up fat for the winter I guess."

			Trevor grinned. "I think you are getting a bit too into your character. Going to have to start calling you Bethaida if you keep this up."

			When they turned off the Drillfield, the seatbelt pressed painfully into one of his breasts and he had to readjust them to keep comfortable. As much as he enjoyed roleplaying the momma bear, he definitely didn't want to be known for it! "Please, I'd rather you didn't. I'm sure I just need to stop being so hungry all the time and this will go away."

			"With all the walking you do, you'd think you'd shed some pounds."

			"You think."

			It took them a few minutes more to reach the Foxridge Apartments complex. Everyone else had beaten them there, and from the sound coming out of the windos, they were already playing games. "Just leave the books in the trunk," Trevor told him. "It'll make it easier for next Friday."

			When they stepped inside, they found Rob passing out bottles of beer. He had an open bottle of Jack Daniels in one paw and Christopher could smell it on his breath. Rob grinned and took another swallow. "Come on in! The party's just getting started. What can I get you both?"

			"I will have soda," Trevor replied. His eyes immediately strayed to where Nick, Brett, Isaac, and Aaron had clustered around the game machine. Randall and Patrick sat on the couch discussing schoolwork, while Audrey sat by herself with sketchbook in her lap and a bottle of beer on the sidetable next to her.

			Christopher wagged one finger at the skunk. "You know not everyone here is over twenty-one."

			"Ah, who cares," the skunk replied. He grabbed a bottle of some brand Christopher had never heard of and stuck it under the bear's nose. "Here, have one. Come on, you need it."

			Christopher well remembered the first time he'd had any alcohol. It had been after his first change into a Rottweiler. His tolerance had sucked and it was only a last minute infusion of common sense that saved him from blabbing about being a dog to his friends. His attempt a few years later when he'd been a rat had been equally disastrous. Still, it couldn't hurt to give it another try.

			He snagged the bottle and popped the top between two fingers. "Okay, thanks." He tossed it back, and the foul tasting brew spilled over his broad tongue and down his throat. It warmed his throat and stomach, but otherwise just tasted bleah. At least Rob had the presence of mind to buy bottles instead of cans. With their snouts and jowls, drinking from cans tended to get more on them than in them.

			"All right!" Rob cheered.

			Christopher leaned in a little closer and asked in a faint whisper, "When can we reschedule Bristol?"

			The skunk frowned, eyes darkening unhappily, and took another long swig of the Jack Daniels. "I dunno. I'll email you." He grinned and stepped past the bear, pointing at the television. "Holy crap! How did you do that?"

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MatthiasRat: Next two scenes added

2008-02-25T23:19:38Z

Next two scenes added

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MatthiasRat: Added a scene and edited the first one

2008-02-21T10:05:11Z

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MatthiasRat: This one should be shorter than the last story. Let's see if I can manage it!

2008-02-19T17:23:22Z

This one should be shorter than the last story. Let's see if I can manage it!

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Rob fished in his pocket for his keys as he shifted his backpack on his back. His long black and white tail flicked to one side as he worked his clawed fingers carefully through his pocket. He'd torn a hole in one of his pants while trying to get his keys out, and he didn't want to do that again. With the advent of his tail, his pants had enough new holes in them.

After a long day of classes, the skunk looked forward to checking his email, making sure the server he'd built for CM and Carter was still running properly, and then spending the evening at SOAP gaming with his friends. He'd spend some time this weekend reading through the Changed forums, and the following weekend CM and he would drive down to Bristol to meet a young mother who'd changed into an otter the year before. She was the closest of any Changed in the network, and after five weeks he was willing to brave driving with a bear again.

He finally grabbed his keys and unlocked the apartment. "Hello! Hello!" he shouted, turning around as he entered to make sure his tail got through the doorway. Rob heard Nick's voice calling back to him from his bedroom. He could also smell Patrick. There were some advantages to being a skunk!

AS he walked past Nick's room, Patrick stuck his head out and grinned. "Hey, Rob! Nick and I were just discussing some ideas for SOAP."

"Oh?" Rob asked. He tossed his backback into his bedroom. CM would growl at him if he didn't remember to pick it up later, but he rather enjoyed needling her from time to time. He steppedinto Nick's room, which was more typical of a college student and found him sitting at his computer. HE brushed his light brown hair from his face and pointed at the screen. "Hey Rob, checkt his out. Mill Mountain Zoo is having a discount next weekend. Why don't we go as a group?"

Rob grimaced, his tail lowering and brushing against Nick's door. "Oh no! I have plans that weekend. Chris and I have to head down to Bristol for this job thing."

Nick didn't change expression, merely shrugged fainly and said, "Oh. Well that's too bad. The rest of us will have fun."

Patrick however shook his head, eyes narrowed behind his rims. "What's up with you and Chris anyway? This entire semester the two of you have been doing stuff by yourselves. You didn't even invite anybody to go with you on your hike last weekend, and now next weekend your going to Bristol together?"

Rob frowned and wanted to tell Patrick to mind his own business. He certainly wasn't about to invite anybody else along when CM and he went to bathe by the waterfall! It was embarassing enough with just the two of them.

But, as he dug his toe claws into the old carpet to relieve his tension, he realized that Patrick was right. He had been leaving his other friends out. He sighed and nodded. "Yeah, sorry about that. It's just this job thing has us really busy."

"What is this job?" Patrick asked. He gestured a skinny arm at the wall toward Rob's room. "You have all this nifty new computer equipment and you won't even tell us what its for."

"I just want to know how he afforded it," Nick added with a smile.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you what it's about. The guy who gave it to us was very explicit about that."

"Well he better be paying you well to neglect all your friends."

Rob winced. "Have I been neglecting you guys?"

"Not that I've noticed," Nick said.

"Yes!" Patrick jumped in over Nick. "At least that's how it seems to me. I don't want to be mean to Chris or anything, he's my friend too. I just wish you guys wouldn't go off in secret all the time."

The skunk did his best to lower his hackles. He'd need to brush himself again before going to SOAP, or CM would snicker at him the whole time. He licked his fangs and began to nod. "I'll see if I can reschedule this Bristol thing," he said at last. "It would be fun to go out to the zoo with the gang. Make sure Cindy and Van know too."

"Okay then," Nick said with an amused grin. "I guess we have actual business at SOAP today."

Rob flicked his tail against his back. "That should please Aaron!"

"Yeah, he keeps grumbling that we never do anything official," Patrick added. "Would either of you like a ride over?"

Rob shook his head and turned toward his bedroom. "No, I'm good."

"I'll ride with you," Nick replied. He closed his browser and pulled up a video game. "Want to play ?"

Patrick accepted, but Rob stuck one claw over his shoulder. "I've got a lot to do before the meeting. I'll see you over there in a few hours." He left his two friends alone and closed his door behind him. He sighed heavily. Well, at least he defused that situation. It hadn't occurred to him just how often CM and he had been getting together lately. There was no question they'd have to be more discreet. He'd find someway to let CM know at the meeting.

With a grut, Rob sat down and began checking his email.

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