Doc jumped a little and turned, startled by O'Malley's sudden change. "It's Frank, but everyone calls me Doc..." He said, taking a step back towards him. "What's yours?"
South growled, rearing up again before bucking a couple times. "Get off me, furball!"
Carolina smiled. "I'm thinking we should get something to eat while we're there. Maybe go watch ducks or something at the park."
North blushed and was about the thank Delta, but he left. He finally came all the way inside, looking around at all the flowers.
Washington couldn't help himself-- he liked cats. He REALLY liked cats. And come on, there was a literal kinship going on. He edged closer, fascinated by the pretty feline.












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