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"Hello,my friend. It's been a while." The Don smiled warmly as he looked about,"Ahh,I see you've planted the rose seeds well. How lovely."
Hhhhello. It'sssss a pleassssurrre to ssssee you in my place.
Yessss. Thhhhhank you again forrrrrr thhhhem. Thhhhhey arrrre... hhhhhelping me muchhhhh.
"A cowboy,huh? Riding into the sunset and whatnot,sounds like a pretty carefree life. Here,"The Don says as he offers a bottle,"Scotch. Consider it a greeting gift."
Aw, y'know. It'cn be purdy nice. Got m'self set up real nice, I reckon.
An', uh... wow, thank'ya! 'preciate it. I'll have'ta git'ya somethin' in return.
The Don chuckled when Harpy nuzzled him,and he gently scratched the bird-Onceler's feather ears."Do you think I'm bad?" he asked,as he pulled out a small piece of digestive biscuit from his pocket,offering it to Harpy.
He cooed, eating the piece of biscuit from the man's hand and shook his head slightly. "Ddaaddyyy isss guudd."
"You really need to stay away from that Trickster,my lovely.He's teaching you one very,very bad mouth." Don mutters,picking Harpy up in his arms and booping him on the nose with one index finger.
He scrunched his face up and cawed with a smile, cuddling the Don. He was going to get very confused very fast with them telling him the other was bad, though.
Doonnnn isss aaa prrrriikk!
Chirps happily at the phrase Tricky taught him.
"Oh? Everyone else gets a friendly chirp but I get squawked at? That's too bad,really... considering I brought treats..." The Don took out a small bag of marshmallows,"Guess I'll have to finish these on my own then." And he took out a piece from the bag,ready to pop it in his own mouth.
The harpy has an apologetic look on his face as he shrinks down some, but steps closer. He rubs his head against the man with a small coo, eying the marshmallows curiously.
my dear sir,I must express how fairly surprised I am that Pimp is still restraining himself from,as they say,"jumping your bones". He really must adore you to be so patient.
He is very sweet.
