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The teen giggles as the pig snorts against her. "I know you do." She leans against her brother, and snuggles for a brief moment. "I should find him a collar. And a lead."
"We can go to the petstore and find him a collar tomorrow, if you want. I should have your shirt done by then."
"That sounds pretty cool. I like that. So his name is Sir Kevin Bacon Bitts." Well, no prouder a fourteen year old could there be. "Awesome. I love him, Quentin!" She gives him a genuine smile. "I love you more, though."
"Sir, huh? He's a knighted pig." He chuckled.
"I love you most~"
She laughs. "I was going to call him bits. Y'know; like bacon bits? But... Kevin might be a little bit less obvious."
"Kevin Bacon Bitts?"
Ina makes a face. "Actually.." Actually, that was kinda witty, even if she has no idea who Kevin Bacon is. "I like that! Let's call him Kevin!"
"You sure you don't have anything else in mind? I was just kidding around.."
Ina does a quick peek, despite the annoyed squeak of the pig, and shrugs. "I, uh. Think that could be a penis. So he must be a boy." The pig seemed a lot less pissy when she let his legs down again. "I should really think of a name for him, though."
"Kevin."
"Kevin Bacon. Ha, nah, just a thought. You pick your own name for him, he's yours."
She makes a face. "How? Just.. look between his legs?" She wasn't really familiar with animals.
"I'm no expert on pigs, but...yeah, I'm pretty sure that's where they keep their bits."
Ina stares at the pig with a grin, and looks up at Quentin. "He's so cute!" She reached for Quentin, hugging him with one arm as she held the box with the piglet in it. "Thank you, Quentin! I love him!" She blinks. "Wait... or... it he a she?"
He smiled as he hugged her back. "Glad you like it."
"Uh..." Good question. "I dunno...um. Check!"
"It's in the spot where the clip from my bag rubs my side when I walk to class, that's all. And it's my oldest one, too, so it gets a lot of wear." She thought, though. "Mm... but... I think I'd like it best if you surprised me with the design. You always seem to have good ideas."
"Ah. Alright, I think I've got something in mind...But first..."
Quentin spun around on his office chair and stood up, making his way to his closet. He opened it up and took something out of a box, he kept it hidden for a moment before turning around and presenting it to her.
"Happy birthday, Ina!"
