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DaniDiNardo
So the Blake kid had ignored him completely. Noted. Didn't know what he'd ever done to him but there were more pressing concerns. Kitt's mouth fell open at the professor's response. Cheek? "But...but Professor....but..." The boy was absolutely floored. Him? Cheek? He'd been offering fair trade. Was the man not acquainted with the barter system? This was hardly how he expected things to go and he was already shoveling dung for the man. How much more could he really be shoveling? Truly. Abraxans couldn't possibly poop that much.
Kitt looked over at Bellchant. Bellchant? Isla? Ah, Bellchant, got it. Yeah, he knew her. She was alright.
It didn't take long for his attention to be drawn back to Sparky. The kneazle began to wiggle and hiss to be put down. The professor hadn't been kidding, yikes. Kitt adjusted the kneazle, tucking him in close so his feet were no longer dangling in the air. There was a small sigh of relief when he settled down. Here bud, have a treat.
Now then, what's this about an obstacle course? "I wanna race!--I mean work together!" Kitt sidled over to his housemate (Noah). "Do we just set 'em down and start yelling? Or should we feed 'em first?"
Noah looked up and found his fellow housemate (Kitt) beside him. He grinned at the younger boy. "
Ooh. Good question. Yelling or feeding?" he repeated before looking at the kneazle on his lap. "
What do YOU think Aslan?" The kneazle opened an eye and stood up, jumping off of his lap. He meowed at him. "
Yes, we have to be ready..." he said, hoping that the kneazle would understand him. "
Sit." The kneazle immediately followed his order which surprised the fifth year. He wasn't expecting the kneazle to be so obedient. He chuckled.
Noah turned to gaze at Kitt. "
Let's give them half a treat and then instruct them to go into the course, yeah?" said he, before looking down at the kneazle curled up at his feet. He patted him. "
Aslan, behave." Noah looked at Kitt once more and then eyed the toy box. "
If we set these up through the course and had someone pretend to lead the mouse... we should be good. I think they'd follow? Maybe"
He paused. "
What do you think, Kitt?"