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Spending a good time on the couch, eating his bag of chips which he spilled some from time to time, Lyon was taking his lonesome break at the living room, but not for too long. Chello have been hot-footed for running as fast as possible and to finally see his own house from a distance. The fast footsteps made the blue alien not getting to chew much of the crispy potato chips and instead had his gaping mouth open for another purpose while his own two-toed feet were kicking on the table. He wanted to have a glimpse of his friend running by, and he even wanted to call him straight out from the window, but to no avail. The cat's own footsteps and talking to his trapped insole was what got his fullest attention, his own exhausted condition was ongoing through his constant panting, while Danjim's own condition was in the bare consciousness. The intense heat, the creeping sweat, the tight space, the bumping journey and the smelly odor all got him through the difficulties of staying strong. The dragonfly was breathing only for the mere seconds till he was moaning from the way his condition proved fatigued. His own little mind was swirling with the fast running cat's footsteps, but finally he got over to his entrance to meet the doormat. The doormat where loads of dirt had to be wiped out before entering inside his house where Lyon were too clumsy to get into the welcoming figure of himself coming over to his cat friend for giving him the lovecare of a big hug. Instead he got his own foot stuck onto the bag of chips from all this attention he witnessed seeing and hearing Chello coming back. The fast moving of himself had him stomp over his chips inside the bag, while it was dragging on for his hasty running. He had to stop by and see for his crunching sounds that made the chips be crushed underfoot by his own alien foot. He was somehow mostly scared for the reaction that the cat would have for seeing the chips being a whole mess at the living room: Some on the couch, some on the carpet, some on the floor, but now mostly is stuck to the bag which Lyon felt too bothered of now getting to work on helping himself getting to clean up the mess that he may do. Else the cat rather would seem suspicious for what now was happening at the living room. Once again.

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Check other part(s):
The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 1The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 2 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 3 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 4 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 5 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 6 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 7 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 8 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 9 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 11 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 12 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 13 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 14 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 15
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Chello & Lyon are both owned by

Danjim, the illustrations and storywriting are all made by me,

Description
Spending a good time on the couch, eating his bag of chips which he spilled some from time to time, Lyon was taking his lonesome break at the living room, but not for too long. Chello have been hot-footed for running as fast as possible and to finally see his own house from a distance. The fast footsteps made the blue alien not getting to chew much of the crispy potato chips and instead had his gaping mouth open for another purpose while his own two-toed feet were kicking on the table. He wanted to have a glimpse of his friend running by, and he even wanted to call him straight out from the window, but to no avail. The cat's own footsteps and talking to his trapped insole was what got his fullest attention, his own exhausted condition was ongoing through his constant panting, while Danjim's own condition was in the bare consciousness. The intense heat, the creeping sweat, the tight space, the bumping journey and the smelly odor all got him through the difficulties of staying strong. The dragonfly was breathing only for the mere seconds till he was moaning from the way his condition proved fatigued. His own little mind was swirling with the fast running cat's footsteps, but finally he got over to his entrance to meet the doormat. The doormat where loads of dirt had to be wiped out before entering inside his house where Lyon were too clumsy to get into the welcoming figure of himself coming over to his cat friend for giving him the lovecare of a big hug. Instead he got his own foot stuck onto the bag of chips from all this attention he witnessed seeing and hearing Chello coming back. The fast moving of himself had him stomp over his chips inside the bag, while it was dragging on for his hasty running. He had to stop by and see for his crunching sounds that made the chips be crushed underfoot by his own alien foot. He was somehow mostly scared for the reaction that the cat would have for seeing the chips being a whole mess at the living room: Some on the couch, some on the carpet, some on the floor, but now mostly is stuck to the bag which Lyon felt too bothered of now getting to work on helping himself getting to clean up the mess that he may do. Else the cat rather would seem suspicious for what now was happening at the living room. Once again.

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Check other part(s):
The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 1The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 2 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 3 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 4 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 5 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 6 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 7 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 8 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 9 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 11 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 12 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 13 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 14 The Refuge in Chello's House - Part 15
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Chello & Lyon are both owned by

Danjim, the illustrations and storywriting are all made by me,