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The Maryland Zoo, Baltimore, Sunday Afternoon
Yes, Sparkle was blowing off his job at Demon Marcus again today. And why not? He was sore after his detention yesterday (running Alenko's obstacle course four times was tough enough. Running it about fifty times before getting it right had been brutal) and he had good company. Hell, it was a date. Sparkle hadn't been on many proper dates in his life, but a trip to the zoo with Alec was setting a high bar for future ones.
Well, that's what he figured, anyhow.
"They have kinkajous here. I don't even know what the hell that is but we gotta see them before we go, right?"
[For the boy! NFB for off-the-island-ness!]
Well, that's what he figured, anyhow.
"They have kinkajous here. I don't even know what the hell that is but we gotta see them before we go, right?"
[For the boy! NFB for off-the-island-ness!]
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It was all good! They were at the zoo. What was not to like about this?
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Step in one dead zebra carcass...
"Polar bears sound like a stop worth making," he decided, perking up again a moment later. "I mean, polar bears. What's not to like?"
They were huge! And white! And Canadian!
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And then he took his time before concluding, "No, there's nothing to dislike about polar bears."
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Which totally gave him some sort of twisted moral high ground.
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But -- what? Hard to say, really. Because Alec was currently a panther cub.
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... By the arm, granted, so there was a moment of confusedly letting said cub dangle there for a minute before kind of freaking out- "Oh, shit!" - and pulling him into his arms.
"This sort of thing follows you?"
Or maybe it just followed Sparkle in particular. Who knew?
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So, hope you didn't mind being frantically pawed at, Sparkle. At least the pawing locations were pretty PG?
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"Relax," he crooned as he ducked behind a shrub. For all the good that did, since most of the shrubs were still just sticks, this time of year. "Just relax, we'll get you back to the island and wait this out, it's all good."
Poor, poor Alec.
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And then he kind of burrowed into Sparkle's chest, because he was a panther cub and rules about personal space kind of went out the window when you were trying not to get dropped, right?
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"Hey, it's fine," he mumbled, giving Alec a scratch behind the ear. It worked to calm Velcro down, so why not give it a shot, right? "But I'm gonna have to stash you somewhere if we're gonna get you out of here. How do you feel about riding in my backpack?"
With his stolen half-burned candles and sauce-stained tupperware! It was a great haul, you shut your face.
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Alec couldn't reasonably object, considering that he didn't want Sparkle to go to jail or anything for supposedly stealing a zoo animal, so he shut his eyes in a very Alec-like gesture of resignation and gave a slight nod of his head.
His fuzzy, panthery head.
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"It won't be so bad," Sparkle decided, shrugging his backpack off his shoulders and rearranging the food he'd packed in there for dinner. Peanut butter and banana. Supper of champions. "We got this even if getting you out of the zoo'll be the easy part."
He had to find his own way back to the island. With the saddest panther cub ever in his bag, smushing his sandwiches.
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Please be careful, Sparks.
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... Mostly because he was going to be hitchhiking his way back to the causeway, as best he could. It's not like he had a credit card, or cash for a cab, or even an American debit card. Fandom's bank was pretty accepting of foreign bank cards, after all.
"Now," he said, peering into the bag as he half-zipped it shut, "you're going to have to stay quiet in there, or else I might have to give you to that crying kid in the gift shop that we saw on our way in."