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Ask Loupy number 45
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Original art by Myoti.
Loupgris, the adult me, tends to mention thunder as it is his symbol and element. Thunder, thunder, thunder wolf all the way. Thunder and lightning. I don't know if I said it before, but he originally had a lightning-shaped scar over his left eye but Harry Potter came along and I removed it. I do say the scond one as a cub, but in truth, the two things I say the most as a cub are "marf" and "But but but.." But I don't think they count as catchphrases.
I slept really nicely last night and I had a really nice dream. Let me try to transcribe it :
In front of an episode of Paw Patrol, a cute wolf was sitting with his toys and plushies in a playpen, leaving his mommy to relax. But in truth it wasn't. A couple of plushies were actually in place of the wolf in the adorable calf sleeper while the sneaky pup was climbing out of the playpen. Using a rocking horse put against the bars, Loupy climbed out and jumped away on a teddy bear. Crawling toward the kitchen door, he shivered. His diaper wetness indicator were bones that turned into hydrants, and already one was a full hydrant and a second one half a bone and half an hydrant. It was a stressfull mission.
But as a member of mission cubpossible, agent Loupy didn't faltered at this operation cub-kies. He had his eyes on the goal and not his diaper : the cookie jar sitting on the kitchen's table. Fiona was in the kitchen, but she would soon go to her room. Mommy may says she is a big cub, but it only means she has bigger diapers in size. The young wolf knew she was going to go change soon and that would be his window of opportunity. And the female dog finally moved out of the kitchen with the rustling of soaked diapers under her dress and apron. She was rather cute but the hissing of a second hydrant showing up on his diaper reminded Loupy of the goal.
Mommy was on her way to her bedroom, Loupy started to climb on the highchair in the silent crinkling noise of a padded ninja. The Winny the pooh cookie jar was nearly in reach... will he gets it ? I can I leave to your imagination to decide if he gets the cookies, the spanking or both.
Loupgris, the adult me, tends to mention thunder as it is his symbol and element. Thunder, thunder, thunder wolf all the way. Thunder and lightning. I don't know if I said it before, but he originally had a lightning-shaped scar over his left eye but Harry Potter came along and I removed it. I do say the scond one as a cub, but in truth, the two things I say the most as a cub are "marf" and "But but but.." But I don't think they count as catchphrases.
I slept really nicely last night and I had a really nice dream. Let me try to transcribe it :
In front of an episode of Paw Patrol, a cute wolf was sitting with his toys and plushies in a playpen, leaving his mommy to relax. But in truth it wasn't. A couple of plushies were actually in place of the wolf in the adorable calf sleeper while the sneaky pup was climbing out of the playpen. Using a rocking horse put against the bars, Loupy climbed out and jumped away on a teddy bear. Crawling toward the kitchen door, he shivered. His diaper wetness indicator were bones that turned into hydrants, and already one was a full hydrant and a second one half a bone and half an hydrant. It was a stressfull mission.
But as a member of mission cubpossible, agent Loupy didn't faltered at this operation cub-kies. He had his eyes on the goal and not his diaper : the cookie jar sitting on the kitchen's table. Fiona was in the kitchen, but she would soon go to her room. Mommy may says she is a big cub, but it only means she has bigger diapers in size. The young wolf knew she was going to go change soon and that would be his window of opportunity. And the female dog finally moved out of the kitchen with the rustling of soaked diapers under her dress and apron. She was rather cute but the hissing of a second hydrant showing up on his diaper reminded Loupy of the goal.
Mommy was on her way to her bedroom, Loupy started to climb on the highchair in the silent crinkling noise of a padded ninja. The Winny the pooh cookie jar was nearly in reach... will he gets it ? I can I leave to your imagination to decide if he gets the cookies, the spanking or both.
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