tiger

As I wake up she turns to me and says, "You really are a grumpy bear in the mornings, aren't you?"

I grunt, and and carefully get off the bed as it creaks and groans as my 500+ pounds of bear butt gingerly tries to keep from mis-stepping and breaking the bed's foundation and frame again.

James called me over the one of the many consoles that we had scattered about the complex, and pointed out a web page to me.

"That's really strange, I don't remember lending that silly bovine anything. Bear!"

Bear came over in his usual way: on all fours, in a ponderously slow gait. %what?% he 'pathed.

I pointed the web page out to him. After he read it, he sighed (A curious sound coming from a 500 pound Brown bear), and sat down on the floor. %I warned him to to mis-use it. We are going to have to cover this up, arn't we.% James nodded.

"ok. Let's not panic. Yesterday was a silly day for this livejournal thing, apparently. if we move correctly, no one will know that what happened was real. James, make the memory changes in the subject involved. Bear, Help James out in whatever manner he request. I'll go and talk to the druid myself."

As I prepared to open the door, I hear bear pout a little. %It was just a little fun. I don't see what it can't hurt a bit.% I rolled my eyes and opened the door into Azeroth...