“Damian,” Jason said, “we need to get the cat into the carrier to bring her to the Vet. Can you work on getting her inside it?”
“Certainly,” Damian replied, as he stood up. He cradled the kitten against his shoulder and crossed the room. Once he opened the door on the carrier he just… put the cat inside.
Just like that.
“I was not expecting it to be that easy,” Jason mumbled.
“Well,” Damian said with a smirk, “Not all of us are incompetent.”
“Yeah, thanks Damian,” Jason said with a roll of his eyes. He turned to the girls and said, “Okay, you two behave yourselves for Clark while Damian and I go to the vet. You can call me on the phone if you need to, but we’ll be back in time for dinner.”
“Okay,” Attie exclaimed excitedly.
Mara was standing behind Athanasia and Jon, who were both sitting on the floor, and she gave Jason an uncertain look, so Jason walked over and put an arm around her shoulders in a sort-of-hug.
“Have fun,” he said, “you won’t even notice we’re gone.”
“That’s doubtful,” she said, but she reluctantly pulled away and squat down on the ground with the other two.
“Ready Dames?” Jason asked.
“My name is Damian,” Damian said dryly, but he picked the carrier up, and walked out the front door.
“I guess that’s a yes. Thanks Clark for watching them.”
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Month 7, day 24
Taking a break from fonts and translating on account of fuck you mother nature, and also I've missed doing actual drawing, so have some tie-down work on the "friendly" sparring match Frey won that I thumbnailed forever ago :3
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