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My Folks
P.B-a twelve year old red squirrel with a taste for punk fashion and a really annoying laugh. He's got orangey-red fur and blond hair with long bangs and bright green eyes. 

TheQuandary's folks
Ekerd-a thirty-somthing old school gothic goat with lots of peircings, red fur, and golden eyes. he's also got long black hair, and some knock out jewelry for his horns. He owns a music shop and is very popular with the local youngsters.

P.B. prowled the streets for hours and couldn't come up with any worthwhile conversation or invitations, so around ten o'clock, he strolled off in the direction of his favorite music shop. He wasn't sure that it would be open this late, but it was worth a shot. He hurried, not too much, he didn't want to be all sweaty and gross when he got there, but he walked quickly. 
Outside the doors of the shop he took a moment to straighten himself out, smoothing his hair and fixing his coat. He wanted to look his best after all. He tried to catch his reflection in the glass of the door, but sighed. He was just wasting time, and he could see that the store was already empty, but thankfully, the closed sign wasn't up. He pulled the door open more energetically than was needed and bounded inside.
Ekerd, who was behind the counter, readying to close up shop, subdued an irritated sigh when he heard the door open again. His aggitation was quickly subdued when he saw the pretty thing walking in. "Evening," he greeted the boy in his rich, sensual voice, as he leaned forward to fold his arms atop the counter "You're here awfully late"
An excited shivver ran down P.B's spine when Ekerd spoke. The goat's voice never failed to fill him with delight. "Hiya, Ekerd." he said and forced his way up onto the counter, plopping his butt down right in front of the much older man. "Yeah, I know it's late,” he said, "But I can't spend all my time hanging around here.” He flipped his long bangs out of his face, and smacked Ekerd's cheek with his ratty little tail, grinning widely, his green eyes sparkling. 
Ekerd caught P.B.'s tail as the long fur fluffed against his face, and held it with a grin as he admired the pretty young thing on the counter. "What's keeping you so busy?" he asked, and then released his hold on the boy's tail and moved to start cleaning up the counterspace.
"That's my business," P.B. said, giving Ekerd another smile before he stuck his tounge out at him, somthing made just a bit more difficult by his large buck teeth. The skinny boy flicked his tail across Ekerd's face again. "Your bussiness is taking me out to get some dinner." The boy stretched showing a lovely glimpse of his pale, flat tummy, and just a little peek of a brightly colored star that was dyed into the fur at his hip.
Ekerd's eyes flicked to the star and lingered there for a moment, before he turned to the cash register to clean it out and lock it up. "Is that so?" he asked, though he had every intention of taking the boy up on his offer. "Where shall we go then? I heard Circus Burger is offering breakfast all ay now," he teased.
P.B. grabbed his own tail as he hopped off the counter, not wanting to knock anything over with the troublesome thing. "Sounds great!" the boy said with too much enthusiasm for just having been offered, even jokingly, cheap fast food. He ran around the counter and threw his arms around Ekerd pressing his skinny body hard against him. "C'mon, lets go!" he said eagerly, doing his best not to let Ekerd hear his stomach growl at the idea. 
Ekerd chuckled and shook his head, then hid the money from the cash register away in his pocket, before he moved his arms around P.B. in return. He didn't much like the idea but he'd just come in early the next day to finish the long process of closing up in the morning. "Yes, lets," he agreed  and led him towards the door.
After the he armed the alarm, he walked P.B. out of the shop where his gleaming black hearse awaited them. The car was, of course, beautiful and new without a speck of rust or dirt on it, and was in itself as much of an attraction to his music shop as was his fantastic selection. P.B. loved that car.
P.B.'s heart gave an excited leap in his chest. He always loved to get a ride in Ekerd's car, no matter what the occasion. He hugged the goat closer, his eyes big and shiny as he looked the car over. He was always so proud to be seen out in public with someone as handsome and sought after as Ekerd, and getting to be seen with him in the magnificent machine was just the peanut butter in the brownie for him. "Ah! Ekerd, it looks so nice tonight! You got it cleaned didn't you?" he continued to ramble on. "You really have the best car out of all of the guys I know. I mean a real hearse? That's just so, so cool. You've really got the best car."
"Yeah, I do," Ekerd agreed proudly, as he returned P.B.'s smile with a half-cocked smile of his own. He held the door of the herse open for P.B., the red and black leather interior also very clean and invitingly warm. He moved to the other side of the car and slid in behind the wheel, before bringing the engine to life. The sound sent another shiver of pleasure down P.B.'s spine. Ekerd pulled off into the street and then glimpsed at P.B. from the corner of his golden eye. "So, where do you want to go, Precious?"
P.B. was seated beside him, sliding hs hands over the leather, before he slid over so he was once again pressed into Ekerd's side, distracted for a moment. "Ugh. I love this car!" he said more to himself than to the goat. He quickly remembered that Ekerd was there though and registered the fact that he had been talking to him. He smiled, somewhat awkwardly. "Uh, I dunno, man. Anywhere is fine. I'm not picky."  He turned to look out the window, feeling somewhat emabrassed about the way that he had been carrying on. Just as he did this, his stomach let out a loud grumble, and his face went redder. He let out a tense, chittering laugh, trying to hide the sound, and pull attention away from the fact that he was being so embarassing. "So! Whatever you want!" he said too loudly and then scrambled to turn and face Ekerd again and started to cover his cheek in kisses.
Ekerd looked over to P.B., offering up another self-satisfied smile, before turning his eyes back to the road. "How does italian sound?" he asked, though he was already correcting their course to head to that restaurant. "It's a good thing you came over tonight. I haven't been grocery shopping in awhile."
"Always here to help!" P.B. said chipperly, and planted another kiss on Ekerd's cheek. "That sounds amazing though. I love spaghetti, even when it's not out of a can." He giggled his annoying, chittery laugh again. Really the boy was hungry enough at the moment he'd have been happy with anything at all, the bonus of going to a decent restaurant, with an amazing looking goat in a car like this, was all just enough to fill him with glee. "I'm glad that I got to the shop before you closed. I was sure you were gonna be gone and home already." he pouted then as if the idea of Ekerd not staying late on the off chance that P.B. might want him was offensive somehow. He clung onto Ekerd, wrapping his arms around him tightly and likely, making it a bit hard to drive. "Oh! I saw my bunny coming out of your store the other day," he said in an accusatory fashion "Are you fuckin' him?" He turned again and slid his legs over into Ekerd's lap.
"I'm usually at the store late." Ekerd moved a hand onto P.B.'s skinny legs, not seeming at all surpised or concerned that he'd put them there while he was driving. "There are a lot of bunny boys in town, and I've likely fucked a few of them. You're going to have to be more  specific."
P.B. pouted, puffing up his cheeks. "My bunny boy," he said insistantly. "He's all white with black spots over his eyes and, um, he's got these really dorky ears that are like so long they are almost past his butt, and this weird, dirty lookin clown hair thats all red?" He let out another chittering peel of laugher. "He's a total goober, BUT! He's still mine." he said, suddenly serious as he stared at Ekerd. He couldn't keep that serious face up for more than a moment though before his face cracked into a wide grin and he smacked Ekerd with his tail again. "So hands off."
Ekerd quirked a brow and gave P.B. a sidelong look. "You don't even know his name?" he asked curiously. "You're talking about Roy. We've talked a few times in the past. Lately he just comes in and stares awhile, then takes off." He left out the bit about the boy leaving his bands homemade CD's in his store, but he didn't think that Roy needed that embarassing story getting around.
"Ugh. He's hot!" P.B. said souding exasperated. "He's hot but he's such a dork. He like, got his face beaten into mush by this huge dog the other day. What a mess!" P.B. shot his arms up in the air excitedly as he got into telling the story. "I was on the bus with him, oh man, and he started getting so pissed cuz this dog was talking trash and then he just like exploded and jumped out of the chair and started punchin and kickin'!" He laughed. "But, but, the dog? He was a loooot bigger and a lot stronger and he punched Roy so hard!" He clapped his hands together then suddenly and stared at Ekerd with huge eyes. "I got some of Roy's blood on my coat!"
P.B. took a breath and paused then, somewhat calmer now. "After he got punched all to heck the bus driver stopped the bus and we got kicked off for starting fights! Well, Roy got kicked off, I just followed him," he chattered happily. "And then we went do a diner and he bought me a coffee and I got to meet his little baby brother." Never mind the fact that Roy's younger brother was only a few months younger than he was. "Heh. His brother had such a boner over me. I'm awesome." 
"I don't doubt it." Ekerd slipped an arm around the boy's shoulders, obviously wanting him near. At this stage in their friendship, Ekerd had gotten used to P.B.'s unique laugh and it didn't even make him cringe anymore when he heard it. "I'm sure you're used to that though, you must get that reaction all the time." 
"Oh, sure." P.B. nodded in agreement, though really, he wasn't used to it at all. A year ago, no one would have looked twice at him. He'd just been a scrawny dirty little brat with unkept hair and huge teeth. That was diffrent now, and he worked hard to keep himself looking as cute as he did. He'd learned the secrect that the cuter he was, the more comfortably he could live. He kissed Ekerd on the cheek again, and then without hesitation slid his legs out of Ekerd's lap, and dipped both of his hands between his thighs, groping the front of his pants. "I bet I get you excited too, becuse I'm a total hottie." he began to grope and pet and kiss Ekerd again. "Pull over." He knew one more way to make his life better.