Turbo: WTF. Again? Seriously? Geez.. I really wish I didnt like men. >.>

Jayel: >> At least the father of yours isn't gay. :<

Eri: -lazy grin- Baby, you know you like it...

Xavi: -exasperated sighs and buries his head in his muzzle-- lovely; he knocked his best friend up...how could it get any worse?

Jayel: Uuuhm.... Xavii? ....You're sticking around, right?

Turbo: I hope you dont mind raising the little things. Im not fit to be a mother, and im certainly no good at.. sticking around. -looks around, but will likely stay till the pups are teens-


Xavi: -frowns- Why wouldn't I stay around? Don't you want me in the pups' lives? -ears flick back-

Eri: -drops one shoulder a bit; she expected him to raise them...? On his -own-? Lifts an eyebrow- So that's it? It was a quick flirt for you and the pups are just the unfortunate result? -gets a little huffy-

Turbo: -grins wryly- You know you liked it babe -shoulder nudges him with a wink-

Eri: -glowers a little- I knew you were promiscuous, but I didn't expect for you to be a slut. What do you expect me to tell them if you suckle them and then disappear?

Turbo: -snorts and shakes her head with a pout- Now now. No need for name calling. -sighs- Not like I expected our fun to turn to responsibility. -looks at him nervously- I didnt do a good job raising my first litter.

Jayel: You know I do! What... do we say if they ask why we aren't 'together' but we're 'together'?


Eri: -sits down, watching her both guardedly and curiously- Oh? Do tell... -a little wryly- You didn't lay on them, did you?

Xavi: Well they won't ask that right away, love... -smiles and wags his tail, nudging her face- But when they do, we'll tell them the truth -nodnod- That you're my best friend and nothing will ever change that...and I'll be in their lives as long as you want me

Jayel: As if anyone else could put up with my airheaded self. ;D -nips his nose and then paws at his chest-

Turbo: -looks at him with a look that said WTF.-... No.. I did not. However I shouldve, it wouldve saved them in the end from being lonely.


Xavi: Hey you never know -snaps his jaws playfully near her snout and then stands- Jayel... I don't want our puppies raised alone in the woods. -glances around as if cautious- I'm a big guy, but I'm not real...fast? -laughs a little- I just feel like the puppies would be safer in my pack...you wouldn't have to stay forever...just until they were older... -dips his head-

Eri: -snorts at her- That's terrible. You're a terrible person... -groans inwardly; but oh so gorgeous...- Well at least tell me they're alive, right? I mean, if you're a bad mother and if they're alive, I have a chance of being a not-so-bad-father, eh?

Jayel: ......I.... I guess if it's not forever? I don't... want them in the forest either, all alone. -sighs a bit more and thinks- So... I can do it. Maybe I'll like it enough, hm? You.. you could help me scope out the guys?

Turbo: -snorts, but cant help but flaunt her smile whenever he calls her gorgeous.- Yes theyre alive. Alive and well. Rocket lives with my sister, and shes done a good job of raising her.

Xavi: -feels her hesitation and ducks his head again, feeling nervous suddenly, though it passes- Of course I would! -brightens and wags his shiny tail...of course, there was only one boy Xavi had eyes for. Squall.- I'd help you in any way possible, Jayjay...

Eri: -smirks- So we just have to find your aunt and dump them there...? I'm -kidding- -rolls his eyes and stands with a stretch- I'm sure we can find a selfless, innocent new mother who'd love to take on our kids. Then you go your way, I go mine, and bam. No problemo, babe. It'll all work out.

Turbo: -grins and nods- Okay, that sounds like a plan. -wonders if it will actually happen that way, but she will let him think so for now-

Eri: -flashes her an award-winning grin- Welll then, it's a plan. I'll see who I can con...I mean, swoon into being an excited new mother. Meet me in Agua Azul in a few weeks and we'll decide where to go from there. Until then...later babe. -flicks an ear, then trots off with a strut; being a father wouldn't be the end of the world...-