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[thesupersmeller]

It's been a long day, hell... a long week... a long life for Burton Guster. When he comes through the door, he's even more reserved than usual. Contemplative, even quiet.

"Cheeseburger and a large glass of milk, please?" He asks, sitting at the bar a long moment before noticing the terminal - already oblivious to the scattered Lego thanks to not-too-long-ago experiment in lightsaber building. If he'd have listened to Gus' suggestion phasers would have totally worked better. "What's this?"

He squints at the terminal and pushes a button, reading through the information until the choices come up.

A black leopard? Pretty sweet, powerful, graceful, sexy...

And if he was gonna be a robot, well... that would be pretty cool. He can think of a couple people he'd like to exterminate.

Being a female version of himself? It's confusing enough to try and meet women... he's not about to try being one.

About to give up, he hits the last choice... and, well... even Gus is not immune to the opportunity to be absolutely adorable.

He pushes the button and then picks up his burger and takes a bite. These things take time, right?

Until as the warm taste of a perfect meat and dripping cheese crosses an unfamiliar... muzzle? Gus looks side to side and then down where sure enough he's now standing on the stool with soft black paws holding him up on the bar with his nose buried in cheeseburger.

There are worse ways to spend the day.

[ooc: Puppy!Gus just wants love and affection... and cheeseburger!]

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[psyched_you_out]

There's a creamsicle-colored furrball eying your meal, Guspup.

He can haz cheezburger?

[thesupersmeller]

The puppy raises his eyebrows and then lets out a low growl, licking his chops.

My cheezburger.

[psyched_you_out]

Kitten Shawn backs off with a disappointed whine. There's something familiar about that puppy.... but... cheezburger smells delicious!

[thesupersmeller]

Pleased with the show of submission, the puppy takes another bite and the realizes... hey... that cat's a... a... CAT.

It's his duty, as a dog to tease said cat... and what better way than a good chase?

Scrambling up onto the bar with his uncoordinated puppy feet, Gus pounces on the orange furball, knocking over his milk in the process.

[psyched_you_out]

HEY, NO FAIR!

With an alarmed howl, the kitten scrambles away from him.

[thesupersmeller]

Claws and clumsy feet click against the bar as he slides across the polished surface - scrambling right back after him.

I'm gonna get you... stupid orange cat...

Letting out a meek puppy wuff, nearly tumbles off the bar in his pursuit.

[psyched_you_out]

Haaaaah.

Fur bristling, he slinks up to the dog and bops him gently on the nose. No claws, since he doesn't really want to hurt the pup.

Especially since he's pretty sure they know each other...

[thesupersmeller]

The bop stops him dead in his tracks, wide eyed and skittering as he nearly falls again - how they hell do you steer on four paws anyway? - sniffing the cat deeply.

Damn it. Pineapple mango surprise? No real cat would dare go around smelling like that...

He wuffs gently, shaking his puppy head hard enough for one ear to fall over an eye. Not entirely convinced, he digs his nose into the cat's chest ruff - nosing up until he can smell his belly.

Yup, definitely Shawn.

He considers continuing the chase anyway, just because Shawn *would* be a cat by choice.

[psyched_you_out]

... there's only one person he knows who'd possibly do that to him.

Gus?

As if to confirm his suspicion, he reaches out and softly pokes the puppy's nose again.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet has already met her boyfriend-the-kitten. She takes one long look at the puppy, his familiar expression and eyes. and raises an eyebrow.

"...Please don't tell me I'm going to have to let you out for a walk." the only person she's ever walked on a leash would be Shawn.

[thesupersmeller]

Recognizing her scent well before her voice, the puppy looks up with an innocent puppy-grin; answering her question with a soft whimper.

I'm not going on the paper.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

"Watch out or I'll take you both home. You'll have all the space you need to run around, but you'd have to deal with my guys." And Tuffy gets territorial.

[thesupersmeller]

His eyebrows shift, dark eyes almost rolling before he sits back fully on the stool and nuzzles up under her palm.

Hey, it's totally cool to rub on your best friend's girl when you're a puppy.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Awwww, Gus! She promises she won't tell Shawn.

She gently massages his head in response. "This is still better than the time I had to rescue you both from your supply closet."

[thesupersmeller]

A grunt escapes the pup's throat and he eagerly pushes up against the massage.

That was totally Shawn's fault.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

"...And you kept trying to boost each other up, and knocked everything down." She moves down to scritch his neck ruff.

[thesupersmeller]

He's the one that made the 'coming out of the closet' jokes. I just wanted a 3 hole punch.

The tip of his pink tongue pushes out between little white puppy teeth at the entirely welcome scritch of her nails.

[sunbaked_baker]

The Sunshine that enters the bar today from the kitchen is rather subdued. She had sat and stared at the bowl of dough needing kneading, unable to bring herself to touch the would-be food with her hands.

But, post traumatic whatsit aside, there is an adorable puppy on the bar. That's enough to bring a faint smile to her face.

"Does your human know you're stealing his dinner?" she asks lightly, resting her elbows on the bar and her chin in her hands.

[thesupersmeller]

The puppy sniffs deep, his nose leading him straight toward the sweet smelling woman that's speaking to him. Sunshine!

With a happy wuff, his thin tail does circles as he slowly slides across the bar to nose against her elbow.

His large brown eyes offer a familiar, warm gaze.

Looks like she needs a puppy.

[sunbaked_baker]

"You're far too cute to be allowed, you know that?" Rae says with a slight, wry smile.

She's hesitant to hold out her hand to the puppy, at first. Would it be able to tell what that hand had done, the underlying corruption she feels (though her mind knows that it's just an idea making her feel like this. The strength of evil lies in the idea of it. Reject the idea, and you have rejected the evil. If only she could manage that last part.) even past all the scrubbing and lilly-of-the-valley shower gel used in the last couple of days?

[thesupersmeller]

He wuffs again, nosing her even harder - not just for another whiff of the bakery.

Even if he wasn't a puppy, he knows when someone needs a hug.

C'mon... puppy...

[sunbaked_baker]

Puppies are hard to hold out against, it's true.

Rae hesitates, but then offers a slight stroke with her fingers to the top of the puppy's head. There don't seem to be any ill effects, so the stroking soon morphs into more thorough ear-scritches.

[thesupersmeller]

The puppy grunts happily at the gentle stroke, licking at her with his pink puppy tongue when she scritches over his soft ears.

Oh yeah, that's the stuff... get your scritch on, girl...

[sunbaked_baker]

Such a happy puppy. Rae offers a slightly watery smile, scritching behind the pup's ears and along his jaw.

"Easy to please, aren't you?" she says, a smile on her lips but still with a heavy heart.

[thesupersmeller]

Being a puppy has been good to him, despite being ever easy to please.

And wanting to bring an even better smile to Miss Sunshine's pretty face.

Grunting again, he noses against her hand and then invites himself into her lap - legs awkwardly splayed and scrambling for purchase.

All the cuddles, you have them.