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Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: PG
Pairing: Fideo/Ramirez, Sands/El.
Disclaimer: Never mine, always R. Rodriguez's, dammit.
Feedback: Yes, please. Whatever you can spare.
Summary: Lorenzo is annoyed. For lasergirl69 in return for the hilarious icon. Slight cross-over with 'Game'-verse.
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Lorenzo fluttered closer to the pile of gray and red, then gracefully landed by Jorge's nose. The wolf cracked open one gold-sheened eye. "Yes?"
"You okay, man? Your side's all red-" around Jorge's fifth rib, a long slender muzzle poked out, and a fire-hued tail bushed up as it uncurled "-oh. Never mind."
Fideo huffed in half-hearted annoyance and fell back into his huddle. "What, you bored again? Go tease the gringo."
Lorenzo clacked his beak in a jeering manner. "'Tease the gringo,' he says. Dive and buzz the bunny rabbit. Well, Sands is a fucking nasty furball, and El wasn't very happy, either. He went all glare and raised hackles, and then he pounced."
Silver rippled as Jorge shifted, moving one paw over Fideo. "You don't look like you're missing any feathers."
"Not on me," Lorenzo snapped, more ruffled than before. "On Sands. Then El hissed something about Sands being his bunny, and Sands started smacking El with paws and ears. So El did this-lick-and poof! Sands cat. And then they were…and purring…so I left."
"Poor bird," Fideo muttered sarcastically, flicking his own tongue over the underside of Jorge's jaw. "Didn't get chased by the kitty."
"Hey, I told you, I don't go for-" Lorenzo disgustedly eyed the playful nipping "-oh, forget it. I'm just going to go look up the Anamaria-muse. At least she has good food."
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