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", "writing": "Wanting to Tiaowu by Pent Ghelsburg\n\nDisclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves some sexual content with underaged characters. You have been warned. \t\n\nAll around the school, decorations had been hung. Red lanterns with yellow Chinese characters had been strung up along the walls and ceilings. Various artworks of dragons and the titular boar, which represented the animal of the year in question. Long strings of lines held up dragon boats, each of them holding New Year's wishes for the students who had written them. Even a few guardian statues had been set up around the school at key places where the cubs could interact with them.\n\nIt was the week of the annual middle school dance. A week that many students at Burberry Junior High were all but uncertain of. For many of them, they had never gone to a dance before. Even the older students often left it til the last year of their time at the school. But this year, the event was different from the previous; the school had even hired a professional DJ to host the music. However, what interested most of them was the fact that a somewhat well-known up-and-coming artist was going to attend.\n\nLiang Shan, or Shan as she was known by the students, was a young Chinese artist who had transcended Chinese pop. The woman was a lanky Bengal whose lyrics were catchy, and her dance moves were flashy. Her most popular tune, \"My song\", was but one of many that she had in English. The tune hadn't quite made it to the Billboard top music media, but there was no doubt it was on its way.\n\nPosters had been spread around the school. Promotional media with various bits of information about it. Yet, each one included the fact that Shan would be there. Her symbol, a cartoon face of a tiger with her signature in the center of it, was on each of them. The school administration wanted to make sure that the students knew she would be there, and to that end, it had worked flawlessly.\n\nAzzy was a young boy who had already been attending the school for a year. The black sheep was lithe and nimble. A recent addition to the academy's tennis squad at the behest of his parents. Even if he didn't like the sport, joining the team was enough to get his parents off his back. After all, his father was a tennis guru and very much believed in the concept of \"Like father, like son.\"\n\nThe cervine cub was small for his age, but was well-liked around the school. The boy had a small circle of close friends but a larger social network that he kept in touch with. Azzy often hung out with his friends and was especially fond of other boys who shared his taste for video games. However, his best friend was one of the more athletic boys in school, a squirrel boy by the name of Maxwell.\n\nMaxwell was one of the most notorious boys in school. The stout rodent cub was burly and brash. Well known for his skills on the football field, known as \"Tank\" by his peers, he was impulsive and always acted on instinct. It drove both his parents crazy, as well as the teachers who always kept an eye on him to make sure he wasn't kicked off the team. Despite being popular with the girls, the squirrel had been dating a girl for some time now.\n\nTaylor was the object of his affection, the youngest jackelope of a large family. She was somewhat shy, but after dating Tank for almost a year, she had helped her to come out of her shell. Her unique shade of velveteen fur caused her to stand out a bit at school, but many of her friends envied her because of it. While she wasn't very athletic, she did enjoy swimming competitively in her free time. She had a much smaller group of friends and often preferred to be alone more often than not.\n\nAzzy stared at the poster of Shan. The Bengal tiger was his famous fix. Though the woman was far older than he was, he didn't care. To him, she was everything a woman should be. He wanted nothing more than to go to the dance. Not to dance, nor to commingle, but rather to see her. Perhaps he could score a one-on-one meeting if everything went right, even if the chances of that were slim.\n\nHe read over the poster. The requirements were very simple; every participant had to have someone to go with. Not necessarily a date, but flying solo was very much prohibited. Azzy grunted. He had no such interest in anyone specific to take to the date. Just as he was contemplating what to do, the sheep turned his head and noticed Taylor and Tank hanging out over in the corner under a stairwell.\n\nAs usual, the lapine girl was all over the much larger boy. Taylor had always been overly affectionate with her boyfriend. Tank fawned over her, stroking her soft fur and hair back with his thick palms. He was far larger than she was; the sheep barely came up to his shoulder. Tank fiddled with his pooka bead necklace in one paw while stroking her with the other.\n\nThinking about it for a moment, Azzy decided to walk over. He was all but certain the two lovebirds were going to go to the dance, but he wanted to make conversation anyway. Slowly, he approached them, and as he got closer, Tank waved him over.\n\n\"Ay, bro. How goes?\" The squirrel had a thick Southern Californian accent.\n\nAzzy flicked two of his fingers at the other cub. \"It goes. You two?\"\n\n\"It's 'kay.\" Tank shrugged casually as he hung his arm around Taylor.\n\nThe sheep looked back and forth between them. \"You guys gonna go to the dance?\"\n\n\"Prob not, yo. It's boring. Right bae?\" The bigger boy squeezed his girlfriend tightly.\n\nTaylor flicked her hair out of her face. \"Too many people for me...\"\n\n\"Right...I guess I pegged you guys as going.\" The squirrel couldn't help but be a bit surprised.\n\nTank arched his eyebrow at the other boy. \"Why? Do you wanna dig it?\"\n\n\"I mean, Shan is going to be there...and...\" Azzy was interrupted before he could finish.\n\n\"Psah right bro...Ya def' not getting the ball down that field.\" The rodent knew how fond his friend was of the star.\n\nThe caprine boy huffed. \"Oh, come on, don't be such a sour sport. This is my one chance...\"\n\n\"Don't be such a Haolie, yo.\" The bigger boy slapped his friend playfully on the shoulder.\n\nAzzy gave him a confused look. A what?\"\n\n\"An idiot, Az.\" The jackelope had been around her boyfriend enough to understand his lingo by now.\n\nThe sheep rolled his eyes. \"Whatever. Look...I wanna try, but I can't just go to the dance alone. What should I do?\"\n\n\"Just invite some ho-dad or somethin'.\" Tank could tell the other boy wasn't just going to let this go.\n\nThe smaller boy ignored the slang this time. \"Can you guys help me?\"\n\n\"Eh, gal. Can ya fix Azzy here with a Wahine?\" The bigger boy wasn't interested in being involved.\n\nTaylor shrugged. \"Yeah, sure. I'll fancy him up so any broad would go with him to the silly dance.\"\n\n\"Thanks, Taytay. Do you wanna meet after school then?\" Azzy asked, so he asked his mother about it.\n\nThe girl nodded. \"Yeah, I'll text my parents and let you know at lunch.\"\n\n\"Thanks! I'll do the same to make sure I can come.\" The sheep had pretty flexible parents except when it came to homework.\n\nAzzy waved to them and walked away, deciding to have some alone time. The sheep felt better now. Sure, he knew what formal wear looked like, but he never imagined he'd put on a sports coat or something similar. But the thought of finally seeing Shan and perhaps getting a chance to meet her was way too good to pass up.\n\nContinuing his day like normal, Azzy went through his usual school routine. His early morning classes were his least favorite: Math and Literature. The sheep had been put in remedial reading since he was a bit below average in that subject. Ever since that happened, he despised the class even more and did the bare minimum in both of them just enough to get by.\n\nWhen he was headed to his next class, Azzy stopped in the halls and looked around for the hall monitor. The usual mole girl was in charge of it, and it was largely seen as the administration's watchdog. Once the sheep was certain she wasn't in sight, he sent a quick text to his parents. It wasn't the first time he had done it, and he knew his parents preferred it when asked permission for his plans beforehand.\n\nLunch rolled around a few hours later with the symbolic chime that represented their class. Three clangs resounded through the intercom, and the usual crash of traffic into the halls followed. Azzy checked his phone quickly as he figured he wouldn't be caught by onlookers since most students didn't care outside of the mole.\n\nAzzy felt the thrill of excitement roll over him as he read his mother's text. \"You can go as long as you have no homework and Taylor's parents are alright with it.\" Now all he needed to do was confirm the details with his friend, and he could go. He figured his mother would probably pick him up before dinner, as she often did on school nights. It wasn't a lot of time to work with, but it was better than nothing.\n\nInside the cafeteria, the sheep looked for his friends. As usual, Taylor was hanging out with Tank and his football buddies. Padding over towards them, Azzy snaked through the crowd of students. Already, there were quite a lot of other cubs and teens in the cafeteria. The constant sound of chatter always drowned itself out. The school had an \"indoor voice\" rule that was strictly enforced, and so many of the students self-monitored themselves because of it.\n\n\"Hey, Taytay. Guess what?\" Azzy joined the girl on the opposite side of Tank.\n\nThe smaller girl was chewing on a carrot. \"What?\"\n\n\"My mom says I can come over for a bit after school if your parents are cool with it. Did you ask yours?\" The sheep said with a hopeful grin on his face.\n\nTaylor nodded. 'Yeah, my dad said it was fine as long as you don't raid the fridge for ice cream again.\"\n\n\"Aw...but Rocky Road is my fave.\" The caprine cub huffed a bit.\n\nThe jackelope chucked. \"And it's my dad's too...so don't go taking it again.\"\n\n\"Alright...I promise. Thanks for helping me again.\" Azzy decided he could live without the delectable treat for one day.\n\nLater that afternoon, after school had finally let out, the two\n met\n in front of the building. The large congregation of students in front of the building made it difficult to find someone specific. But fortunately for the young sheep, Taylor always found her way to her boy. Tank always hung out by the equipment shack with his football buds.\n\nAzzy found the girl back there, who, upon seeing him, kissed and hugged her boyfriend. She never had long to hang out after school, as her father usually picked her up promptly. Walking back out front, the two friends made their way to the car loop. It wasn't much longer before the dark brown sedan popped up in the distance. Taylor's old man hadn't moved on from the same vehicle he'd been using since getting married.\n\nPulling in the thing shone against the sunlight like it always did. Taylor's father was a bit of an auto nut and took great pride in maintaining his car. Always using whatever free time he had to repair the car or even go as far as to improve it. Despite the thing being almost 20 years old now, he still kept it in pristine shape.\n\nThe two cubs got into the vehicle, Taylor up front and Azzy in back. The girl's father gave him a quick glare before speaking.\n\n\"How was your day, Taylor?\" The older male asked as the vehicle got underway.\n\nThe girl shrugged. \"It was 'kay. I only have history homework.\"\n\n\"That's good, maybe you're little friend here can help you.\" The father once again glared back at the boy in the rear seat.\n\nThe sheep boy groaned. He knew this meant he would have to help Taylor with her homework despite having none of his own. Still, it was a small price to pay for getting his friend to help him land a date for the dance. The ride to the jackalopes burrow was but a short distance from the school. Despite their close vicinity to the academy, her parents preferred her to take the bus when they couldn't drive her.\n\nThey arrived, and both cubs grabbed their things before skipping to the front door. Taylor's house was smaller than his own, as she was an only child, albeit a somewhat spoiled one. Her father let them in and once again cast a gaze over Azzy. The carpine boy was used to the protective nature of his daughter, but today seemed worse than usual.\n\n\"Homework first...then you can play your games.\" He said with a stern tone.\n\nThe girl looked back and gave him a thumbs-up. \"Kay, Dad.\"\n\nLeading Azzy back to her room, the lapine cub seemed more sprightly than usual. There was slightly more pep to her step, and little did the sheep realize that she was sporting a mischievous grin. In her mind, Taylor was contemplating a most conniving plan to get Azzy a date...and her boyfriend would be the target of her prank. A date that she knew Azzy had been wanting for some time.\n\n\"What a perfect plan\", she convinced herself quietly.\n\nInside Taylor's room, it was a typical girly affair with frilly light red curtains. The jackalope's bed was unkempt with floral sheets and blankets sprawled up despite being told countless times by her parents to make it. A single poster of her favorite athlete, Rose Demarcus, adorned the area just above her bed. Rose was the one person she admired more than anyone else because of her prowess in swimming at the Olympics.\n\nThrowing her bag on the bed, Taylor began to rifle through it to find her history folder. It was a simple, dark red paper folder with no prongs inside it. She was poorly organized and kept all of her notes on her tablet or stuffed in her folder. Inside, she found the requirements for the assignment.\n\n\"I just need to create a diagram showing the differences in how the Lunar New Year is celebrated around the world. I have to pick 5 countries besides China.\" The jackelope read it off to the boy, who nodded back to her.\n\nTaylor pulled out her tablet and powered it on. It had a cracked screen and scratch marks all around it. Despite all the abuse, the device still worked. It took a moment before it powered on. They began working on the mini-project. Azzy provided some ideas he found on his phone while his friend looked at the tablet. It didn't take them very long to come up with the ideas.\n\n\"Thanks for your help. Now...you want me to gussy you up for a date for a silly dance, right?\" The jackelope fiendishly grinned at the boy.\n\nAzzy looked at her, seeming a bit concerned by the look on her face. \"It's not silly...\"\n\nThe sheep knew when his friend was scheming. Taylor was pretty easy to read, and this was one of those times.\n\n\"Either you agree it's silly or I won't help you.\" The smaller girl folded her arms defensively.\n\nThe black woolled boy whined. \"But you promised.\"\n\n\"No buts. Do you want my help or not?\" Taylor knew he would agree since he had no other choice.\n\nAzzy sighed. \"Fine...the dance is silly. Now, can you please help me?\"\n\nStanding up from her office chair, the lapine girl walked over to her dresser drawers. Rifling through them for a minute until she found what she was looking for. A full-length velvet dress with spaghetti straps to pull it over one's top.\n\n\"Put it on.\" The girl tossed him the article of clothing.\n\nThe sheep stamped his foot in place. \"I'm not wearing that.\"\n\n\"But...what if I told you I think we can convince Tank to go to the silly dance?\" That grin on her face only grew larger as she voiced her intent aloud.\n\nThe cabrine boy stood there, standing still for a moment. He had never considered that Taylor would ever let him do anything of that nature with Tank.\n\n\"So...interested or not?\" Taylor moved closer to him before starting to softly stroke his arm fur.\n\nAzzy felt strange about what was happening. The fact that Tank's girlfriend was showing him even the slightest bit of affection was off-putting. After all, the squirrel was very protective of her and capable of beating up anyone who tried anything funny with her. The squirrel backed away slowly, padding against the wall, but she followed him.\n\n\"I can tell you want to. Just give in, Azzy. Who knows...maybe he will even say yes.\" Taylor brought her touch low enough so it was grazing right against his waist.\n\nBlushing brightly beneath his fur, the bigger boy squirmed against her. Azzy had never been touched like this before, and it was all but intoxicating to him. Even if he was still uncertain about going through with it, she was coaxing him closer and closer to giving in. Just then, her hand grazed lightly over his crotch, only to suddenly take it away.\n\n\"Well? What do you say, sheepy?\" The jackelope had him right where she wanted.\n\nA moment passed as the momentary touch sent chills down his spine. Squirming, he finagled the dress until the garment was over his head. Surprisingly, the thing fit him well enough.\n\n\"That won't do...you need to take your other clothes before putting them on.\" The jackelope maintained that mischievous snark on her face.\n\nAzzy turned his head towards her. \"What? Why do I need to undress?\"\n\n\"Because that's how pretty dresses are supposed to be worn. Come on now...don't you want to win Tank over?\" She curled her finger again along the outline of his bits.\n\nOnce again, his body trembled; that slight bit of indulgence was all he needed to tip him over the edge of hesitation. Slowly, he took off the dress, then his shirt and shoes. Stopping for a moment, he realized that Taylor was staring at him. Her eyes ogled over him, almost as if expecting him to disrobe in front of her. Yet even now, she sensed his hesitation.\n\n\"Don't be such a scaredy-cat, Azzy-poo.\" The lapine girl drew her hand away from the sheep's boyhood.\n\nThe withdrawal of her touch left the caprine boy wanting more. He knew he needed to please her. Conceding, he drew down his pants, and she gave him a glance towards his nethers. He was larger than most boys his age, and there was no doubt that she had never seen anything like it. Quickly, he snapped the dress over his head.\n\n\"Good boy. Now for the finishing touches.\" Taylor withdrew for a moment into her bathroom.\n\nAfter a minute or so, she returned with a few cosmetics: some lipstick, a bottle of perfume, and mascara. Azzy looked at them briefly. He had never even considered the notions of such a thing before. Nearing him, the jackelope brought the bright red lipstick to his face and smeared it over his lips without saying a word. The sensation of its somewhat smooth substance and its odd taste was peculiar at first, but it didn't take long to get used to it.\n\n\"Such a delicate little daisy you are.\" She commented with a chuckle.\n\nAzzy rolled his eyes but continued to just deal with the jabs as they came. Taylor continued next with the Mascara, applying it right above the sheep's eyes, which caused him to blink. A single stroke for each lash. Taylor was no expert in makeup, but her mother had shown her a few things. Finally, she spritzed the cub a few times with the perfume.\n\nThe aroma of the fragrance was strong but not overpowering. It was a fragrant smell, resembling that of daisies.\n\n\"Now your look is complete. All we have to do now is trick Tank...\" The jackelope writhed her hands together.\n\nLater that night, Taylor had convinced Tank to meet her over in the tree house behind her home. She convinced him that the jackelope had made a new friend that she wanted him to meet. Of course, he promised to come as soon as he could. While they waited, Taylor coached Azzy on how she thought things should go that night. Her plan was now in motion, and all she had to do was see how things turned out.\n\nTank arrived some time after dinner. It was now dark, and Taylor was getting impatient. Azzy informed her that he had an hour before his parents would be picking him up and that he would need to get dressed back in his school attire before then. Time was ticking, and she texted Tank once more to make sure he was on the way.\n\nA knock sounded on the window. The big squirrel boy's toothy grin glared at them from the outside. Taylor smiled as she reached out to grab Azzy and\n lead him outside from her room and through the house to the back door. The tree house was situated in an old oak tree, its worn slabs of wood tarnished by years of abuse from the weather.\n\nTaylor led Azzy into the tree house and found Tank inside. The squirrel had plopped himself on a bean bag chair.\n\n\"So who's the Wahine?\" The larger boy overlooked the newcomer briefly, realizing something familiar about her.\n\nTaylor tried to keep a calm demeanor. \"This is...Daisy. I met her over at the park nearby. She just moved into town and goes to the private school nearby.\"\n\n\"Please to mee'cha.\" The squirrel didn't seem to be impressed by her but continued to closely examine her.\n\nThe jackelope looked over at Azzy, then back at her boyfriend. \"She is looking to get help making some new friends. I was kind of hoping you could help her.\"\n\n\"Oh? And how would I do that?\" Tank was beginning to suspect something more to this new girl than his girlfriend was letting on.\n\n\"Please? Can you help me? Just introduce me to your friends…or something\" The caprine boy said in a faux high-pitched voice beneath a nervous tone.\n\nHearing the cub's voice was the only confirmation that Tank needed. There was no longer any question in his mind that it was Azzy. Tank decided to play along in the little game to toy with both of them.\n\n\"You're quite the catch. Ya know that?\" Tank slowly got up from his beanbag chair and ran his index finger along the sheep's chin.\n\nThe black wooled boy's whole body shook as the bigger cub indulged him even a little bit. He'd long had a crush on the boy, and anyone who knew him was aware of it.\n\n\"Thanks.\" The caprine boy shook even from just that single soft touch.\n\n\"Now tell me little, Wahine…How can I help you?\" The bigger boy gazed into the caprine boy's eyes.\n\nAzzy swallowed deeply as he droned on a bit. \"I was wondering…do you want to maybe go to the dance with me? It would help me make friends. Taylor says you're popular and...\"\n\n\"You're cute…but you're still a boy, but…if you're good, maybe I'll think about it.\" Tank backed away slowly, his touch no longer grazing against the smaller cub.\n\nTaylor couldn't believe her boyfriend had realized it this quickly. Tank had always been sort of a ditz, and yet at this moment, his mind was clear. The jackelope considered her next move, but she knew the game was up.\n\n\"Sorry, I just wanted to help Azzy get to the silly dance like he wanted.\" The lapine girl let her boyfriend in on her purpose.\n\nThe bigger boy shrugged. \"Psah. Whatev' no big. It's not like I know how to dance anyhow…\" \n\n\"Wait…what if I showed you?\" Taylor seemed surprised by this response.\n\nTank sneered back at her. \"Maybe, bae…maybe.\"\n\nAzzy lightly smiled and didn't feel as bad now. Part of him never believed that Tank would go along with it all. Yet there was still that sliver of hope that maybe it would turn out otherwise. But Taylor still promised to help him, and after all she had gone through, all this effort. He wasn't about to turn it down. After all...he wanted to meet Shan, and this was his best chance to do it.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Wanting to Tiaowu by Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves some sexual content with underaged characters. You have been warned. \t

All around the school, decorations had been hung. Red lanterns with yellow Chinese characters had been strung up along the walls and ceilings. Various artworks of dragons and the titular boar, which represented the animal of the year in question. Long strings of lines held up dragon boats, each of them holding New Year's wishes for the students who had written them. Even a few guardian statues had been set up around the school at key places where the cubs could interact with them.

It was the week of the annual middle school dance. A week that many students at Burberry Junior High were all but uncertain of. For many of them, they had never gone to a dance before. Even the older students often left it til the last year of their time at the school. But this year, the event was different from the previous; the school had even hired a professional DJ to host the music. However, what interested most of them was the fact that a somewhat well-known up-and-coming artist was going to attend.

Liang Shan, or Shan as she was known by the students, was a young Chinese artist who had transcended Chinese pop. The woman was a lanky Bengal whose lyrics were catchy, and her dance moves were flashy. Her most popular tune, "My song", was but one of many that she had in English. The tune hadn't quite made it to the Billboard top music media, but there was no doubt it was on its way.

Posters had been spread around the school. Promotional media with various bits of information about it. Yet, each one included the fact that Shan would be there. Her symbol, a cartoon face of a tiger with her signature in the center of it, was on each of them. The school administration wanted to make sure that the students knew she would be there, and to that end, it had worked flawlessly.

Azzy was a young boy who had already been attending the school for a year. The black sheep was lithe and nimble. A recent addition to the academy's tennis squad at the behest of his parents. Even if he didn't like the sport, joining the team was enough to get his parents off his back. After all, his father was a tennis guru and very much believed in the concept of "Like father, like son."

The cervine cub was small for his age, but was well-liked around the school. The boy had a small circle of close friends but a larger social network that he kept in touch with. Azzy often hung out with his friends and was especially fond of other boys who shared his taste for video games. However, his best friend was one of the more athletic boys in school, a squirrel boy by the name of Maxwell.

Maxwell was one of the most notorious boys in school. The stout rodent cub was burly and brash. Well known for his skills on the football field, known as "Tank" by his peers, he was impulsive and always acted on instinct. It drove both his parents crazy, as well as the teachers who always kept an eye on him to make sure he wasn't kicked off the team. Despite being popular with the girls, the squirrel had been dating a girl for some time now.

Taylor was the object of his affection, the youngest jackelope of a large family. She was somewhat shy, but after dating Tank for almost a year, she had helped her to come out of her shell. Her unique shade of velveteen fur caused her to stand out a bit at school, but many of her friends envied her because of it. While she wasn't very athletic, she did enjoy swimming competitively in her free time. She had a much smaller group of friends and often preferred to be alone more often than not.

Azzy stared at the poster of Shan. The Bengal tiger was his famous fix. Though the woman was far older than he was, he didn't care. To him, she was everything a woman should be. He wanted nothing more than to go to the dance. Not to dance, nor to commingle, but rather to see her. Perhaps he could score a one-on-one meeting if everything went right, even if the chances of that were slim.

He read over the poster. The requirements were very simple; every participant had to have someone to go with. Not necessarily a date, but flying solo was very much prohibited. Azzy grunted. He had no such interest in anyone specific to take to the date. Just as he was contemplating what to do, the sheep turned his head and noticed Taylor and Tank hanging out over in the corner under a stairwell.

As usual, the lapine girl was all over the much larger boy. Taylor had always been overly affectionate with her boyfriend. Tank fawned over her, stroking her soft fur and hair back with his thick palms. He was far larger than she was; the sheep barely came up to his shoulder. Tank fiddled with his pooka bead necklace in one paw while stroking her with the other.

Thinking about it for a moment, Azzy decided to walk over. He was all but certain the two lovebirds were going to go to the dance, but he wanted to make conversation anyway. Slowly, he approached them, and as he got closer, Tank waved him over.

"Ay, bro. How goes?" The squirrel had a thick Southern Californian accent.

Azzy flicked two of his fingers at the other cub. "It goes. You two?"

"It's 'kay." Tank shrugged casually as he hung his arm around Taylor.

The sheep looked back and forth between them. "You guys gonna go to the dance?"

"Prob not, yo. It's boring. Right bae?" The bigger boy squeezed his girlfriend tightly.

Taylor flicked her hair out of her face. "Too many people for me..."

"Right...I guess I pegged you guys as going." The squirrel couldn't help but be a bit surprised.

Tank arched his eyebrow at the other boy. "Why? Do you wanna dig it?"

"I mean, Shan is going to be there...and..." Azzy was interrupted before he could finish.

"Psah right bro...Ya def' not getting the ball down that field." The rodent knew how fond his friend was of the star.

The caprine boy huffed. "Oh, come on, don't be such a sour sport. This is my one chance..."

"Don't be such a Haolie, yo." The bigger boy slapped his friend playfully on the shoulder.

Azzy gave him a confused look. A what?"

"An idiot, Az." The jackelope had been around her boyfriend enough to understand his lingo by now.

The sheep rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Look...I wanna try, but I can't just go to the dance alone. What should I do?"

"Just invite some ho-dad or somethin'." Tank could tell the other boy wasn't just going to let this go.

The smaller boy ignored the slang this time. "Can you guys help me?"

"Eh, gal. Can ya fix Azzy here with a Wahine?" The bigger boy wasn't interested in being involved.

Taylor shrugged. "Yeah, sure. I'll fancy him up so any broad would go with him to the silly dance."

"Thanks, Taytay. Do you wanna meet after school then?" Azzy asked, so he asked his mother about it.

The girl nodded. "Yeah, I'll text my parents and let you know at lunch."

"Thanks! I'll do the same to make sure I can come." The sheep had pretty flexible parents except when it came to homework.

Azzy waved to them and walked away, deciding to have some alone time. The sheep felt better now. Sure, he knew what formal wear looked like, but he never imagined he'd put on a sports coat or something similar. But the thought of finally seeing Shan and perhaps getting a chance to meet her was way too good to pass up.

Continuing his day like normal, Azzy went through his usual school routine. His early morning classes were his least favorite: Math and Literature. The sheep had been put in remedial reading since he was a bit below average in that subject. Ever since that happened, he despised the class even more and did the bare minimum in both of them just enough to get by.

When he was headed to his next class, Azzy stopped in the halls and looked around for the hall monitor. The usual mole girl was in charge of it, and it was largely seen as the administration's watchdog. Once the sheep was certain she wasn't in sight, he sent a quick text to his parents. It wasn't the first time he had done it, and he knew his parents preferred it when asked permission for his plans beforehand.

Lunch rolled around a few hours later with the symbolic chime that represented their class. Three clangs resounded through the intercom, and the usual crash of traffic into the halls followed. Azzy checked his phone quickly as he figured he wouldn't be caught by onlookers since most students didn't care outside of the mole.

Azzy felt the thrill of excitement roll over him as he read his mother's text. "You can go as long as you have no homework and Taylor's parents are alright with it." Now all he needed to do was confirm the details with his friend, and he could go. He figured his mother would probably pick him up before dinner, as she often did on school nights. It wasn't a lot of time to work with, but it was better than nothing.

Inside the cafeteria, the sheep looked for his friends. As usual, Taylor was hanging out with Tank and his football buddies. Padding over towards them, Azzy snaked through the crowd of students. Already, there were quite a lot of other cubs and teens in the cafeteria. The constant sound of chatter always drowned itself out. The school had an "indoor voice" rule that was strictly enforced, and so many of the students self-monitored themselves because of it.

"Hey, Taytay. Guess what?" Azzy joined the girl on the opposite side of Tank.

The smaller girl was chewing on a carrot. "What?"

"My mom says I can come over for a bit after school if your parents are cool with it. Did you ask yours?" The sheep said with a hopeful grin on his face.

Taylor nodded. 'Yeah, my dad said it was fine as long as you don't raid the fridge for ice cream again."

"Aw...but Rocky Road is my fave." The caprine cub huffed a bit.

The jackelope chucked. "And it's my dad's too...so don't go taking it again."

"Alright...I promise. Thanks for helping me again." Azzy decided he could live without the delectable treat for one day.

Later that afternoon, after school had finally let out, the two
 met
 in front of the building. The large congregation of students in front of the building made it difficult to find someone specific. But fortunately for the young sheep, Taylor always found her way to her boy. Tank always hung out by the equipment shack with his football buds.

Azzy found the girl back there, who, upon seeing him, kissed and hugged her boyfriend. She never had long to hang out after school, as her father usually picked her up promptly. Walking back out front, the two friends made their way to the car loop. It wasn't much longer before the dark brown sedan popped up in the distance. Taylor's old man hadn't moved on from the same vehicle he'd been using since getting married.

Pulling in the thing shone against the sunlight like it always did. Taylor's father was a bit of an auto nut and took great pride in maintaining his car. Always using whatever free time he had to repair the car or even go as far as to improve it. Despite the thing being almost 20 years old now, he still kept it in pristine shape.

The two cubs got into the vehicle, Taylor up front and Azzy in back. The girl's father gave him a quick glare before speaking.

"How was your day, Taylor?" The older male asked as the vehicle got underway.

The girl shrugged. "It was 'kay. I only have history homework."

"That's good, maybe you're little friend here can help you." The father once again glared back at the boy in the rear seat.

The sheep boy groaned. He knew this meant he would have to help Taylor with her homework despite having none of his own. Still, it was a small price to pay for getting his friend to help him land a date for the dance. The ride to the jackalopes burrow was but a short distance from the school. Despite their close vicinity to the academy, her parents preferred her to take the bus when they couldn't drive her.

They arrived, and both cubs grabbed their things before skipping to the front door. Taylor's house was smaller than his own, as she was an only child, albeit a somewhat spoiled one. Her father let them in and once again cast a gaze over Azzy. The carpine boy was used to the protective nature of his daughter, but today seemed worse than usual.

"Homework first...then you can play your games." He said with a stern tone.

The girl looked back and gave him a thumbs-up. "Kay, Dad."

Leading Azzy back to her room, the lapine cub seemed more sprightly than usual. There was slightly more pep to her step, and little did the sheep realize that she was sporting a mischievous grin. In her mind, Taylor was contemplating a most conniving plan to get Azzy a date...and her boyfriend would be the target of her prank. A date that she knew Azzy had been wanting for some time.

"What a perfect plan", she convinced herself quietly.

Inside Taylor's room, it was a typical girly affair with frilly light red curtains. The jackalope's bed was unkempt with floral sheets and blankets sprawled up despite being told countless times by her parents to make it. A single poster of her favorite athlete, Rose Demarcus, adorned the area just above her bed. Rose was the one person she admired more than anyone else because of her prowess in swimming at the Olympics.

Throwing her bag on the bed, Taylor began to rifle through it to find her history folder. It was a simple, dark red paper folder with no prongs inside it. She was poorly organized and kept all of her notes on her tablet or stuffed in her folder. Inside, she found the requirements for the assignment.

"I just need to create a diagram showing the differences in how the Lunar New Year is celebrated around the world. I have to pick 5 countries besides China." The jackelope read it off to the boy, who nodded back to her.

Taylor pulled out her tablet and powered it on. It had a cracked screen and scratch marks all around it. Despite all the abuse, the device still worked. It took a moment before it powered on. They began working on the mini-project. Azzy provided some ideas he found on his phone while his friend looked at the tablet. It didn't take them very long to come up with the ideas.

"Thanks for your help. Now...you want me to gussy you up for a date for a silly dance, right?" The jackelope fiendishly grinned at the boy.

Azzy looked at her, seeming a bit concerned by the look on her face. "It's not silly..."

The sheep knew when his friend was scheming. Taylor was pretty easy to read, and this was one of those times.

"Either you agree it's silly or I won't help you." The smaller girl folded her arms defensively.

The black woolled boy whined. "But you promised."

"No buts. Do you want my help or not?" Taylor knew he would agree since he had no other choice.

Azzy sighed. "Fine...the dance is silly. Now, can you please help me?"

Standing up from her office chair, the lapine girl walked over to her dresser drawers. Rifling through them for a minute until she found what she was looking for. A full-length velvet dress with spaghetti straps to pull it over one's top.

"Put it on." The girl tossed him the article of clothing.

The sheep stamped his foot in place. "I'm not wearing that."

"But...what if I told you I think we can convince Tank to go to the silly dance?" That grin on her face only grew larger as she voiced her intent aloud.

The cabrine boy stood there, standing still for a moment. He had never considered that Taylor would ever let him do anything of that nature with Tank.

"So...interested or not?" Taylor moved closer to him before starting to softly stroke his arm fur.

Azzy felt strange about what was happening. The fact that Tank's girlfriend was showing him even the slightest bit of affection was off-putting. After all, the squirrel was very protective of her and capable of beating up anyone who tried anything funny with her. The squirrel backed away slowly, padding against the wall, but she followed him.

"I can tell you want to. Just give in, Azzy. Who knows...maybe he will even say yes." Taylor brought her touch low enough so it was grazing right against his waist.

Blushing brightly beneath his fur, the bigger boy squirmed against her. Azzy had never been touched like this before, and it was all but intoxicating to him. Even if he was still uncertain about going through with it, she was coaxing him closer and closer to giving in. Just then, her hand grazed lightly over his crotch, only to suddenly take it away.

"Well? What do you say, sheepy?" The jackelope had him right where she wanted.

A moment passed as the momentary touch sent chills down his spine. Squirming, he finagled the dress until the garment was over his head. Surprisingly, the thing fit him well enough.

"That won't do...you need to take your other clothes before putting them on." The jackelope maintained that mischievous snark on her face.

Azzy turned his head towards her. "What? Why do I need to undress?"

"Because that's how pretty dresses are supposed to be worn. Come on now...don't you want to win Tank over?" She curled her finger again along the outline of his bits.

Once again, his body trembled; that slight bit of indulgence was all he needed to tip him over the edge of hesitation. Slowly, he took off the dress, then his shirt and shoes. Stopping for a moment, he realized that Taylor was staring at him. Her eyes ogled over him, almost as if expecting him to disrobe in front of her. Yet even now, she sensed his hesitation.

"Don't be such a scaredy-cat, Azzy-poo." The lapine girl drew her hand away from the sheep's boyhood.

The withdrawal of her touch left the caprine boy wanting more. He knew he needed to please her. Conceding, he drew down his pants, and she gave him a glance towards his nethers. He was larger than most boys his age, and there was no doubt that she had never seen anything like it. Quickly, he snapped the dress over his head.

"Good boy. Now for the finishing touches." Taylor withdrew for a moment into her bathroom.

After a minute or so, she returned with a few cosmetics: some lipstick, a bottle of perfume, and mascara. Azzy looked at them briefly. He had never even considered the notions of such a thing before. Nearing him, the jackelope brought the bright red lipstick to his face and smeared it over his lips without saying a word. The sensation of its somewhat smooth substance and its odd taste was peculiar at first, but it didn't take long to get used to it.

"Such a delicate little daisy you are." She commented with a chuckle.

Azzy rolled his eyes but continued to just deal with the jabs as they came. Taylor continued next with the Mascara, applying it right above the sheep's eyes, which caused him to blink. A single stroke for each lash. Taylor was no expert in makeup, but her mother had shown her a few things. Finally, she spritzed the cub a few times with the perfume.

The aroma of the fragrance was strong but not overpowering. It was a fragrant smell, resembling that of daisies.

"Now your look is complete. All we have to do now is trick Tank..." The jackelope writhed her hands together.

Later that night, Taylor had convinced Tank to meet her over in the tree house behind her home. She convinced him that the jackelope had made a new friend that she wanted him to meet. Of course, he promised to come as soon as he could. While they waited, Taylor coached Azzy on how she thought things should go that night. Her plan was now in motion, and all she had to do was see how things turned out.

Tank arrived some time after dinner. It was now dark, and Taylor was getting impatient. Azzy informed her that he had an hour before his parents would be picking him up and that he would need to get dressed back in his school attire before then. Time was ticking, and she texted Tank once more to make sure he was on the way.

A knock sounded on the window. The big squirrel boy's toothy grin glared at them from the outside. Taylor smiled as she reached out to grab Azzy and
 lead him outside from her room and through the house to the back door. The tree house was situated in an old oak tree, its worn slabs of wood tarnished by years of abuse from the weather.

Taylor led Azzy into the tree house and found Tank inside. The squirrel had plopped himself on a bean bag chair.

"So who's the Wahine?" The larger boy overlooked the newcomer briefly, realizing something familiar about her.

Taylor tried to keep a calm demeanor. "This is...Daisy. I met her over at the park nearby. She just moved into town and goes to the private school nearby."

"Please to mee'cha." The squirrel didn't seem to be impressed by her but continued to closely examine her.

The jackelope looked over at Azzy, then back at her boyfriend. "She is looking to get help making some new friends. I was kind of hoping you could help her."

"Oh? And how would I do that?" Tank was beginning to suspect something more to this new girl than his girlfriend was letting on.

"Please? Can you help me? Just introduce me to your friends…or something" The caprine boy said in a faux high-pitched voice beneath a nervous tone.

Hearing the cub's voice was the only confirmation that Tank needed. There was no longer any question in his mind that it was Azzy. Tank decided to play along in the little game to toy with both of them.

"You're quite the catch. Ya know that?" Tank slowly got up from his beanbag chair and ran his index finger along the sheep's chin.

The black wooled boy's whole body shook as the bigger cub indulged him even a little bit. He'd long had a crush on the boy, and anyone who knew him was aware of it.

"Thanks." The caprine boy shook even from just that single soft touch.

"Now tell me little, Wahine…How can I help you?" The bigger boy gazed into the caprine boy's eyes.

Azzy swallowed deeply as he droned on a bit. "I was wondering…do you want to maybe go to the dance with me? It would help me make friends. Taylor says you're popular and..."

"You're cute…but you're still a boy, but…if you're good, maybe I'll think about it." Tank backed away slowly, his touch no longer grazing against the smaller cub.

Taylor couldn't believe her boyfriend had realized it this quickly. Tank had always been sort of a ditz, and yet at this moment, his mind was clear. The jackelope considered her next move, but she knew the game was up.

"Sorry, I just wanted to help Azzy get to the silly dance like he wanted." The lapine girl let her boyfriend in on her purpose.

The bigger boy shrugged. "Psah. Whatev' no big. It's not like I know how to dance anyhow…"

"Wait…what if I showed you?" Taylor seemed surprised by this response.

Tank sneered back at her. "Maybe, bae…maybe."

Azzy lightly smiled and didn't feel as bad now. Part of him never believed that Tank would go along with it all. Yet there was still that sliver of hope that maybe it would turn out otherwise. But Taylor still promised to help him, and after all she had gone through, all this effort. He wasn't about to turn it down. After all...he wanted to meet Shan, and this was his best chance to do it.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Wanting to Tiaowu", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "17" }