#teamfricndship

[dreamlightmagicgarden]

@teamfricndship wants to meet Quasimodo

Despite not having to stay in the Cathedral full time now, Quasimodo still spent most of this time there. There was comfort in the stone walls and the bells, not to mention he still had duties as the bell ringer. He would go out every now and then, of course, but never for too long.

On that they, he had gone downstairs to watch one of the masses when a tail coming from behind one of the church benches. A stray? Wouldn't be the first time a stray animal would have gotten there, but maybe wouldn't be a good idea to have it around.

— H-here kitty..... I won't hurt you...

[goddamnmuses]

@teamfricndship liked for a starter from Rocket

"Hold on, hold on! I've almost beaten my top score!" Rocket exclaims looking down at the datapad in his hands and the little game he's playing.

[sillymuses]

@teamfricndship

"So, what's on the agenda for today? Got any big plans that ole Bill here can help with?" He needs to keep his hands and mind busy with something. Anything will do.

[fctedivided]

@teamfricndship

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"No. Learning to speak was just something I kept practicing over time while watching humans."

"Oh, that's quite impressive. I never thought animals could even learn human language, and yet you speak like any other." Despite not showing much enthusiasm, it was genuine on her part. "If I didn't know any better, I might even have guessed you could transform into a cat."

[beastypaws]

@teamfricndship from HERE

"Ohhh-?" Beast Boy is SO used to arguing, especially among the titans, that the small pup's words were surprising. "Well, I play to win. But let's make it fair! You have paws. JENGA is gonna be even harder now!" Beast Boy shifted his gloved hands until they morphed into paws with dainty claws on the ends of the toes, so he'd be more like his opponent. "You go first! Only a couple rules. Can't use two paws at a time, and no knocking over the tower!"

[nemekii]

@teamfricndship || x

The teal experiment continued to growl quietly until Perrito reassured him that things were okay. In turn, Yaarp cautiously approached the canine like a wild animal learning to trust a human. His round nose would sniff Perrito to memorize his scent, then slowly trail up the dog's body until meeting his face. Once Yaarp was assured Perrito was a safe individual, he uncurled the horn antennae on top of his head and released a soft honk from it and smiled.

[vintersang]

@teamfricndship walked into the unknown.

A year has passed since the accident has occurred, according to her diary. She has religiously worn gloves at all times, including when she was in the sweltering heat of summer. She changed them up occasionally, but she always looked to her father for his approval on everything new. That, of course, included any new gloves to her growing collection. If she couldn’t find her father, then she would instantly go to her kindhearted mother. Her dear parents always knew what was best.

On this particular day, Elsa had visited one of the libraries in order to find a book on old fairytales. Her lessons were finished for the week since she already dutifully completed her work. As a treat, she thought she would visit the closest library in order to find something to keep herself busy. Anna never visited any of the libraries, so it was safe for her. Once she found the thickest book she could find, just how she likes it, is when she begun her quiet retreat back into her bedchamber. It will keep her nice and busy, no doubt entertained with each short story.

The sight of blurry flash of orange immediately made her drop the book in fright. A loud thud is heard as the book falls to the ground. The temperature immediately drops, bringing a chill on this otherwise ordinary summer day. Elsa, though she is indeed frightened, stands her ground against the….. feline intruder?

“A kitty!” Elsa’s fear and alarm is thrown out the window as an infectious smile blooms across her normally sullen face. With the book temporarily forgotten, she takes a couple of steps forward. Her gloved hand is outstretched, inviting the lost animal to pick up on her smell. She learned such a tip from her animal-loving mother. She is resisting the urge to scoop the grown cat into her arms, though her cheerful expression is still written across her face.

“Awww, you’re so cute!” The nine-year-old princess gushes, wished she could show her little sister… But it wasn’t possible. Not anymore, anyway. She had to stay away. “I wonder if Anna managed to sneak you inside— Where did you come from?”

[fairestmusesofthemall]

@teamfricndship Kitty Softpaws has a proposition from Judge Doom...

Toontown had changed over the years, allowing new types of toons to settle within the walls. They weren't as easy to dispose of, though they had a less obnoxious scent than wet paint; a more static sort of smell. The judge regarded Kitty with raising his eyebrows and nodding his head. "You must have a lot of questions. I've heard stories that you're excellent at getting what people need..." Doom ran his tongue along his teeth, feeling his animosity raise. Toons were all the same, even with these new methods. "There are papers that were misplaced by one of the morons who work for me, Miss Softpaws. I need them back. I'm willing to pay and discuss further employment. I could always use someone of your talents..."