PMD E4 Just for Her Pt. 1-3

“A party, huh?”

The Panpour nodded, wagging his tail in excitement as he looked at his partner, a Zangoose, with a hopeful look.

She only looked back, her expression seeming ill on the subject matter of going to such an activity all together.

“What exactly is this for, Curtus?” she asked, laying down in her resting place as he took a few steps closer to her.

“Duh ice dragon wants er’bodeh t’give gifts out t’peoples fer’is birfday thar,” he spoke in his usual strange tongue. “And er’bodeh holdin’ a party in duh café! I thought we’d be ables ta go and meets all duh people, Sammeh! It’d be fun!”

It was a cold morning, and obviously the female Zangoose was already comfy and snug in her current spot. She gave him an irritated frown, turning her back on Curtus as she stared at the wall.

“You go ahead and have fun then,” she replied to him. “There’s no need for me to be there if I don’t know anyone.”

Just as it happened, it shortly ended. Giving a small sigh, she went back to sleeping, leaving Curtus to stare at her with a bewildered expression.

As the hours passed by, moving to the evening, Samantha stirred, finally rising to begin yet another boring day of sitting around and doing nothing. Now standing, she moved to the one area that held food in their small little hut, opening the cabinet and taking out a few berries to feast on.

As she turned to return to her bed, Curtus stood there, tapping his foot with his arms crossed. His expression didn’t seem pleased at all.

“Uh…what?” she asked, blinking at the monkey as she wolfed down her meal.

Curtus continued standing there, his tail swaying slowly behind him in an unpleasant fashion.

“Ah wants ya t’go to the parteh,” he stated. “Sammeh, yew keeps pushin’ peoples outta duh way. Yew gots’ta make some friends here cuz we’ve onleh been in duh village for a couple’a months and all ye’ been doin’ is stayin’ in duh hut until a mission comes by!” With a small whimper, he finished with an: “Ah don’t wants ya ta be loneleh.”

The Zangoose stared back at her partner, her yellow eyes casting a gaze on his small form.

So what if she hadn’t made any friends in the last few months? There was that CJ guy from FUBAR that constantly got on her nerves, and a Gastly that wouldn’t stop asking her to go out with him. Did she really have any more of a reason not to stay inside? Of course not, she wasn’t about to run into any more creeps, that was for sure.

“Curtus,” she started, flattening her ears, “I don’t want to go to the party. I don’t have any reason to go, and I’m just fine sitting here. Just enjoy the thing without me alright? It’s not like me being there would make a difference.”

While she finished, Curtus flattened his own ears, looking at his partner with a disappointed look, which in turn made her turn away since she didn’t want to fall victim to feeling guilt. She knew Curtus was looking forward to a party…but she wasn’t a people person, and she was sure her seemingly always-sour mood would do nothing more than kill the positive energy that was supposed to be in those types of events.

Walking by him and patting him on the head, she gave a small smile. “Just enjoy it. You don’t need a buzz-kill like me hanging around anyway.”

“But yer not…” He paused a bit in his sentence, taking his chin in his hand as he rubbed it in thought.

“Alright….yew win,” he told her, making his way out to the door. “Ah’ll be back in’a couple’a hours, Sammeh. Take care.”

With that, the Panpour left the home, leaving Samantha there with her back turned.

Giving another great sigh, she sat down in her usual seat and prepared herself for another day of waiting for Curtus to return home…
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