A game of tug was likely to end with a Panther sitting smugly on top of him, paws on his chest and rag triumphantly in his teeth. Edmund almost was sorry to lose the fun of the tussle. Scratch that, he was definitely sorry.
"Please what?" He tilted his head slightly at Al, ears perked. What was the steward hiding? What was making him so coy about this? "If you go fetch another, I shall simply steal that one too, and the next, and Susan will sew me a cape of rags and I will tell all the other stewards that you are the reason why there are no more rags to be had."
His eyes were twinkling with gleams of mischief in them, for in spite of his prowling reputation, there was nothing Edmund liked so much as a good prank. Alphonse seemed so very easy.
He looped a turn about, rubbing his other flank against one of Al's thighs. "If it's Peter you're afraid of...I can offer you my protection. Which is nothing to sneeze at, you know." His head popped up under Al's now-empty hand. "He can't punish you for changing when I specifically asked for it."
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Date: 2016-05-03 01:15 am (UTC)"Please what?" He tilted his head slightly at Al, ears perked. What was the steward hiding? What was making him so coy about this? "If you go fetch another, I shall simply steal that one too, and the next, and Susan will sew me a cape of rags and I will tell all the other stewards that you are the reason why there are no more rags to be had."
His eyes were twinkling with gleams of mischief in them, for in spite of his prowling reputation, there was nothing Edmund liked so much as a good prank. Alphonse seemed so very easy.
He looped a turn about, rubbing his other flank against one of Al's thighs. "If it's Peter you're afraid of...I can offer you my protection. Which is nothing to sneeze at, you know." His head popped up under Al's now-empty hand. "He can't punish you for changing when I specifically asked for it."