The Darnedest Ideas

Less nervous with Jason declawed and defanged, you sink into a beanbag chair with a sigh of relief. "Don't get too comfortable," Jason warns. "I don't know how long we have to talk uninterrupted."

You nod. "I'm just grateful that you're not about to bite me," you explain.

Jason scrunches up his face. "Why would I do that?" he queries.

Sobered by his incomprehension, you hesitate before answering. "Well, that's what werewolves generally do to spread their condition."

This apparently comes as news to Jason, who falls over laughing. "If a flea bites you, do you turn into a flea?" he demands after catching his breath.

You try to answer, but the sound of commotion downstairs robs you of the opportunity. "Quick! Help me think of something!" whispers Jason. "You don't know enough to pass as Mickey, and you . . . maybe you can get away with being our housepet until I think of something better."

Written by Joey Liverwurst

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