2nd floor, late afternoon

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Another thing that Cam was finding out was that cubs aren't made for doing lots of homework. Pen in mouth, he had worked on the psych homework, but the cheer amount was going to his head. His cub and his tail were telling him that it was time to move. Too much energy was getting stored up and he needed to get it out.

He rolled the tennis ball out into the hall and gave it a shove with his muzzle. It rolled a bit along, but not nearly as much as he wanted it to. Whining, he jumped on top of it, but it still didn't do much. Getting an idea, he picked the ball up and moved up the stairs to the 3rd floor. With a snorty laugh, he pushed the ball down the stairs.

Now we were talking. Cameron charged after it as it bounced back into the hallway of the 2nd floor.

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

/Bridge! Yeah, he likes it buttery./ Cameron scrambled up and shook himself, puppies were great in bouncing back. /I'm fine. Can you do stairs?/

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

/Fly./

Vladdie was nothing if not simplistic.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

/Right. I can't do that./ Cameron sighed and tried to bounce the ball at Vladdie. Which really wasn't easy without the opposible thumbs.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Vladdie caught it, and flew up to the top of the ceiling. He dropped the ball, letting it bounce. /Why no flying?/

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron bounced after it, it hit his nose and went past his head. Quickly catching up with it, he rolled it back.

/I can't. I don't have wings. Just a tail./ He wagged his tail to demonstrate.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Vladdie remained up by the ceiling.

/No wings. But can fly./ He wagged his own tail, and looked over his shoulder as though to make sure he really didn't have wings.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

/Yeah, what's up with that, man?/ Cameron asked curious as he watched Vladdie.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

/I dunno. Special./ Vladdie turned upside down and hung from the ceiling.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron rolled onto his back too so he looked upside down at Vladdie. /You're Rory's dog, right? So you're Vladdie. I suppose that does make you special./

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

/Uh huh. Different from other doggies. MommyRory and friendlady who smells nice and lives next door in newplace and friendguy who sometimes eats MommyRory's face say that I'm kind of like the big friendguy who put me in his pocket./

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron snorted in laughter at the descriptions. /Yes, you're like Angel. I didn't know that means you could fly, though. I'm Cam, by the way. I don't think I've met you yet./

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

/Hihihihihihihihihihi, Cam!/ Vladdie bounced on the ceiling. /Can Angel fly? Is he nice pocket man?/

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

/Not that I know of. And maybe, I don't know? What does pocket man look like?/ Cameron followed Vladdie's movements. Next time he changed, he should go for something with wings.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

/Big. Dark. Nicenice. One time MommyRory fell over and nice pocket man carried her around. And he put me in his pocket! Exciting! Also he gives good tummy rubs/

"Vladdie!" Rory called, walking down the hallway. "There you are. Off the ceiling. Come on." She turned to Cameron. "Hey, Cam...I have to borrow your new playmate, if that's okay by you."

Vladdie reluctantly lowered himself down to Rory's level, and barked once.

/Have to go. Bye bye Cam newfriend!/

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

/Bye, Vladdie./ Cameron barked, a bit sad to someone who finally understands him go.

He barked at Rory in greeting too and went to retrieve his ball.