Mpreg Central

Trian gave kiba a belly rub as Jeremy brushed him. "Who's the fluffiest? Who's the floofiest? Aaaaah, rub the floof!"

Kiba wagged his tail wildly.

Trian flipped on the tv and started cycling through the channels.

Jeremy put the clumps of fur into a plastic bag.

Trian sighed and turned off the tv. Suddenly, he didn't feel like being alone in a room with Jeremy, and he got the bed and put his shoes back on. "I'm going to go get some air." He said, walking out the door.

"Oh. Uh. Alright then."

Outside, Trian just sat on the curb, watching cars go by.

"Is he mad at me," Jeremy muttered. "Why is he avoiding me?"

Trian sighed and put his head in his hands.

Jeremy scratched Kiba's ear.

After a while, Trian stood up and went back into the room. "I'm baaaaack."

"Welcome back," Jeremy said.

"So..." Trian scratched the back of his head. "Let's check out some shops before the movie."

"Alright then," Jeremy said as he got up.

At one of the shops nearby, Trian looked at some of the more tourist-y items.

"Anything interesting?"

"Not really. Nothing we didn't see in New York or New Orleans." Trian shifted his gaze over to a magazine stand and started leafing through a few fashion magazines.

"Yeah, almost every city has the same stuff."

"These fashion magazines are interesting. Can we get a few? I think my older sister would like them, maybe."

"Sure," Jeremy said. "Anything else?"