✽Fifth Post ~ Video✽

[flyingdreams]

[What did Mrs. Brisby do today, one may ask. Usually there is no answer, as she does perfectly fine keeping to herself.

Not today. She shifts a bit uncomfortably, fidgeting. It's clear enough, at least, that she is incredibly uncomfortable.]

Can... someone explain what a "pet store" is to me? Or... explain what a "pet" really is.

I don't think I've ever seen such a dreadful and uncomfortable place...

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[flyingdreams]

Ah, no I... I don't.

[Composure, she has none.]

S-sorry, you startled me!

[yaysquirrel.livejournal.com]

That is okay! Because you are a mouse and I am a dog!

[flyingdreams]

Y...yes. I'm rather frightened of dogs, I suppose. Not so much as cats, but...

[yaysquirrel.livejournal.com]

But you are a mouse?

[flyingdreams]

Y-yes, I am a mouse, and a lot of predators are very frightening to me.

[yaysquirrel.livejournal.com]

Oh, please do not be afraid of me. If you are afraid of something, I can protect you because I am a good dog!

[flyingdreams]

...Protect me? Even though I'm a mouse...?

[yaysquirrel.livejournal.com]

Yes, it will be my duty!

[flyingdreams]

D...duty? Oh, no, I couldn't--I'm not so important!

[yaysquirrel.livejournal.com]

[?? /why not head tilt.]

Then who will protect you?

[flyingdreams]

I can take care of myself, don't you worry. I'm very fast.

But... you're a good dog.