He felt a small prick on his arm and looked down, seeing that John was wrapping himself around his forearm while still holding the push-pins. “Drop those or me. Those are your only two choices,” Rodney snapped and John blinked at him, uncurled his tentacles so the brightly coloured pins clattered to the desktop, and then wrapped his tentacles around Rodney’s arm, burying his head in Rodney’s elbow.
I loved this bit... even as a reptilian octopus John had his priorities right :)
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Date: 2008-02-21 06:20 pm (UTC)I loved this bit... even as a reptilian octopus John had his priorities right :)
The last sentence had me laughing, a lot ROFL