20th Century Fox Peanuts Movie Novels & Stories

Fair. Tiny puppies. Reasonable. Dirty puppies. God. Hungry puppies. Fair. And Peanut was feeding them crackers. Reasonable honestly. Her own crackers. God. Then silence. Fair. Complete silence. Reasonable. Nobody moved. God. Then Peanut looked up. Fair. Saw everyone. Reasonable. Then smiled. God. The biggest smile. Fair. Then proudly announced: Reasonable honestly. "My puppies." God. Finished. Fair. Absolutely finished. Reasonable. Then Ava started laughing.

“Don’t worry, you’re safe. Just don’t make a fucking display of this.” Of course she wasn’t going to listen. Foxes were some of the loudest fucking annoying creatures sounding like howling gargles of devish gremlins and she was going to make sure everyone knew she was in there. Plus she was putting up quite the fight inside it was making it difficult to carry the damn thing.

I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it. "Yes, Misty, I'm indeed a fox," I manage to get out with a weak smile. "Thanks for remembering." Maverick coughs and I know he's trying desperately to cover up the urge to laugh. Misty smiles big and wide like she's accomplished all her life goals and thinks I'm her biggest supporter. I think I'm going to throw up. By the end of this conversation, I guarantee I'll have no lives. "It looks like I'll be hanging around for awhile," I tell them with fake politeness and pleasantries. Oh, I really do want to throw up! "Mav and I decided to walk down memory lane--"