Added by Sir Crocodile on December 29, 2010 at 6:46am — No Comments
Arty rose from the table, his head aching. He scratched it, noticing he had claws. It didn't bother him, for some reason. He had bigger things on his mind. Like the fact he was incredibly hungry. The room was about the size of a small garage, and looked like Dr. Frankenstein's laboratory. He felt another body's warmth brush up against his. He looked to his right on the examination table, and Alli was snuggled up against him, purring. He smiled, running his fingers through her hair. "Any idea…
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