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Title: There are No Pets in Quor-toth Author: seraC Email: seraphcelene[at]yahoo.com Rating: G Archiving: House of Leaves. Everyone else please ask. Summary: Connor in Quor-toth, age 10. Notes: Written for Open On Sunday's Beatles Challenge. Feedback: Is like air and highly addictive. In other words, yes, please. Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, the Warner Company, UPN et al. I’m just taking them out for a little exercise. Father told him about kittens: sweet, sly balls of fur with teeth and claws. The bedraggled little thing that Connor found matched, somewhat, the creature that Father had sketched in the dirt. The same pinprick claws, although Connor doesn’t remember Father mentioning red in the list of colors the eyes could be. But Father wasn’t born in Quor-toth. The kittens here, of course, are different. “You better leave my kitten all alone,” Connor lisped and then killed the thing hovering over his pet. But it was too late. Here only the strong survive and Father said that kittens were weak. end |