Mae warned her in her very serious voice before turning around again and starting to lead the way. She made eye-contact with several pigeons that roosted overhead on the power lines and hummed to herself, eventually hopping up and doing a very unnecessary spin jump off a mailbox that bent under her weight.
"Where you going, Hazel? Nowhere didn't sound like the place for you."
Her feet had been sore and kind of numb from walking in the snow, but the thought of getting some bestworst pizza into her breathed new life into her stride.
"Dunno. Wherever. Not really too picky."
As much as she'd moved around growing up, she'd never actually left the state of Maine. Not even on a field trip.
"Oh." Mae looked over her shoulder at Hazel, eyes wide and curious. "Are you a Crusty? You should talk to Germ! I bet he could tell you directions to somewhere worth going or hook you up with someone who does. Germ's a real good guy, he saved my life!"
Exposition cat chattered on until the yellow glow of a restaurant either shaped like or literally built in an old trolley car swallowed them up. Mae stepped up beside the little stairs and bowed with a grand sweeping gesture.
If she sounded a little offended, it's because she kind of is.
BUT... shitty diner food makes up for potentially having her hygiene insulted. And is also for the moment a little more important than finding out who 'Germ' is. So, smirking a little at the bow, she hops up onto the stairs and reaches for the door.
"Well, thanks for the guiding, Danglecat."
Oh. She said that out loud. Whoops. Oh well. It's better than 'Crusty'.
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Mae warned her in her very serious voice before turning around again and starting to lead the way. She made eye-contact with several pigeons that roosted overhead on the power lines and hummed to herself, eventually hopping up and doing a very unnecessary spin jump off a mailbox that bent under her weight.
"Where you going, Hazel? Nowhere didn't sound like the place for you."
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"Dunno. Wherever. Not really too picky."
As much as she'd moved around growing up, she'd never actually left the state of Maine. Not even on a field trip.
But she'd been in and out of several states now.
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Exposition cat chattered on until the yellow glow of a restaurant either shaped like or literally built in an old trolley car swallowed them up. Mae stepped up beside the little stairs and bowed with a grand sweeping gesture.
"We have arrived."
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If she sounded a little offended, it's because she kind of is.
BUT... shitty diner food makes up for potentially having her hygiene insulted. And is also for the moment a little more important than finding out who 'Germ' is. So, smirking a little at the bow, she hops up onto the stairs and reaches for the door.
"Well, thanks for the guiding, Danglecat."
Oh. She said that out loud. Whoops. Oh well. It's better than 'Crusty'.