I... L O V E Y O U? (1x1 Adonis x Medve. Adve)

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Medve blinked as the movie finished, the credits now rolling. Medve shrugged, "I only jumped once," she said, "It surprises me that I jumped," she said, stretching as she looked outside to see that the storm had calmed down quite a bit. It was then about eight pm. "Well, I'm going to go take a shower," she said as Rigby jumped up on the couch once more. "I'll leave you two guys alone to talk about guy things," she said, laughing a bit as she then headed for the bathroom.

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Adonis snickered at her little joke as he watched her walk away, gingerly leaning over the couch and plucking up Rigby, setting him on the couch beside him. "Hey Rigby," He chirped, trying to be friendly to the small raccoon. "Whaddya think? Do we need more animals around here? Are you lonely?" He wondered if a cat could possibly be friends with the fluffy little raccoon.

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Rigby blinked up at Adonis, and chirped softly at him, crawling up his arm and sitting on his shoulder like a parrot, beginning to play with his hair with what seemed like Rigby was laughing as he did so. Rigby just sat on his shoulder, chirping away as he played with his hair. After about ten minutes, Medve was out of the shower and was all dressed for the night, coming into the living room as she combed her hair, laughing a bit at Rigby.

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"Oh, hey girl," Adonis joked, trying to do one of Skippy's oddly convincing falsetto voices, flapping a paw at her, "Rigby was just doin' my hair for me. Not very effective with just claws... but..." He paused as his voice slowly faded back into a normal, deep voice, shaking his head with wide eyes, "I dunno how Skippy does that! It's HARD!" He told her, coughing a few times to clear his throat. His voice truly wasn't meant to go that high.

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Medve giggled as she sat down next to him, shrugging, "Skippy . . . I don't know what he does. Well, his voice isn't deep as yours, so that's probably why," she said. She then looked up at Rigby who was still playing with Adonis' hair, swaying his tail back and forth slowly as he did so. Medve smiled, "Well, he did do a good job on your hair," she tried to say seriously, smiling as she said it.

[puddssoul]

Adonis smirked amusedly. "I really hope when you say that he's not tying it into knots or something." He said, attempting to look up but not being able to see atop his own head, of course. He playfully made his voice go deeper, waggling his eyebrows at her as he asked, "Do you like the voice? Eh? Eh?" He winked at her and chuckled, although it sounded odd with his voice so deep.

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Medve smirked as he made his voice go deeper, "Not that deep," she said, kissing his cheek, and then getting Rigby off of his head to see what the little raccoon did. "Eh, he just messed it up. A lot," she said, laughing a bit. "You need your hair combed," she said, looking down at Rigby who looked like he was smiling.

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Adonis shook his head vigorously, attempting to move the hair back to its naturally slightly messy state (minus one raccoon). "Psssh." He ran his paws over it, smoothing it down. "Geez, Rigby, why do you like hair so much?" He teased, grinning at the little raccoon. "It's not like you don't have enough of your own. You're so fluffy!"

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"I'm surprised he hasn't played with my hair," Medve said, "And don't you put him on my head, Adonis," she said, raising her brows at him, "It's hard to comb such long hair," she said, looking down at Rigby who looked up at her with big brown eyes. Medve smirked at the raccoon, looking out the window to see it was only sprinkling. "I didn't even notice that it stopped raining," she said.

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"Me neither," Adonis admitted somewhat sheepishly, grinning at Medve as he noted the better weather outside. He glanced at the clock, his eyes growing slightly wide as he realized that a lot of time had lapsed -- it had only been lunchtime before they went swimming and watched their movies, but now it was pretty late. "Good thing we're kind of nocturnal," He murmured, yawning as he leaned back against the couch again.