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and in the warnth of spring, i sit in my den, prepping my fur for another night of searching for a way to my mates. my wife to be is separated from me by a curupt system, my hopeful hubby, by many miles. i have to make it this time.
as i get done brushing out my tails, i look at my clock. almost time. this one better be the one. i grow weary of searching endlessly. if i hadn't screwed up those years ago, this would be easier. but i did. if i could do what i am good at, i wouldn't have these issues. but that is against the rules.
i leave my place and i walk down the infamous sixth street, passing working girls occasionally. this has got to be a hard life for them. i turn up the intersection and walk on, dodging idiot drivers, walking proud and tall. the people stare, i guess they see me as arogant.
i get to my destination, and i go inside. there are others here as well. i sit and wait my turn, mentally doing the exercises i was taught. i realize that i must stand out to get this. luckly, i'm good at being calm. the others are nervous, they are afraid. i can smell it on them. i do not blame them. if it wasn't for my studies, i would be nervous as well. thankfully, that was one of the first lessons i learned.
i relax as i wait, staring at my tails, wondering how i will have to earn my fourth, when the one i came to see bekons me in. i follow, tails tucked safely behind me so as not to knock any thing over.
as we shake hands, i say clearly,"hello, i'm sparky havoc. i heard you needed my help." and we begin the interview.