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You chuckle; pulling out your credit card. "I know I must look scary, but I'm a good guy. I won't take advantage." And if I did, she'd probably just call the police on me. Or animal control, or ...
She stares for a moment, then slowly begins to scan the items, all the while watching you nervously.
Suddenly something touches your leg. You look down to find a boy of about five feeling the fur of your leg. He looks up. "Nice doggie-man"
You bend down to lick his face even as a woman yells "Billy! Get away from that thing!" from two checkstands away.
"I'm a coyote, not a dog", you smile as he strokes your shaggy cheek.
"Like Wile-E?" Billy reaches up to scratch you behind the ears. Boy, does that feel good.
"Kinda", you chuckle, "but I'm a good coyote".
"Get the Hell away from my son!" Billy's mother shouts as she grabs him from behind, wrenching him away from you. Then ...
Written by Katra (edited by wanderer)