"A seal princess, yes," Bertie said, ducking his head and smiling. He circled the car to open her door and scoop her up. She was cold against him, but that wasn't at all unusual. At this point, Bertie would have been terrified if she'd been warm like a normal person, since it surely would have meant a fever. Or eminent spontaneous combustion, but definitely one of the two.
He had been in such a panic to get to Ceana that he hadn't bothered to lock the door behind himself.
"Bugger," he said as he realized it. Stepping inside and still carrying Ceana, he called out, "If you're a burglar, please don't take my notes on the Bermuda Triangle, I worked very hard to organize them." There was no response, and Bertie smiled. "All right, no lurking thieves."
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Date: 2012-11-06 04:40 pm (UTC)He had been in such a panic to get to Ceana that he hadn't bothered to lock the door behind himself.
"Bugger," he said as he realized it. Stepping inside and still carrying Ceana, he called out, "If you're a burglar, please don't take my notes on the Bermuda Triangle, I worked very hard to organize them." There was no response, and Bertie smiled. "All right, no lurking thieves."