Ein was pretty sure that most things did not spontaneously desintigrate. His brow furrowed with thought. How was that possible? Didn't turning things into gas require lots of heat? It didn't make sense.
Then again, Welsh Corgis spontaneously turning into humans didn't make sense either. He'd just have to get used to it, he supposed.
Besides, he liked peanuts.
"Me!" Ein said, reaching over to snatch a bag of peanuts from Ford. He fumbled a bit with the packaging before giving up and ripping it open with his fangs. "Minno fink sho," he mumbled at Faye, a chunk of wrapper still in his mouth. He spat it out and repeated himself. "I don't think so. I can't smell good as I used to, but I'm still better than you." Ein turned to face Ford and sniffed a few times. "The last thing you drank was a gin and tonic," he said - and was that a hint of smugness in his voice?
The little doggie was getting a bit of an attitude.
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Then again, Welsh Corgis spontaneously turning into humans didn't make sense either. He'd just have to get used to it, he supposed.
Besides, he liked peanuts.
"Me!" Ein said, reaching over to snatch a bag of peanuts from Ford. He fumbled a bit with the packaging before giving up and ripping it open with his fangs. "Minno fink sho," he mumbled at Faye, a chunk of wrapper still in his mouth. He spat it out and repeated himself. "I don't think so. I can't smell good as I used to, but I'm still better than you." Ein turned to face Ford and sniffed a few times. "The last thing you drank was a gin and tonic," he said - and was that a hint of smugness in his voice?
The little doggie was getting a bit of an attitude.