for a moment and then she started laughing too. When they stopped, both of them were grinning from ear to ear. Then Hunter_shivered a little. “Come on,” he chattered. “Let’s hurry up.”
“You know,” suggested Colleen, holding one side of the_towel open, “this is a pretty big towel if_you want to warm up.”
Hunter gratefully_draped the offered half of the towel around himself. “Thanks,” he said. “I owe you one.”
“Well, maybe going somewhere again next Saturday could make us even,” suggested Colleen as her head started to drift toward his shoulder.
Hunter smiled. “I’d pay the guys ten bucks to arrange that.”
“I’d pay twenty.”
The mechanic raised an eyebrow as the two walked in, still wrapped up in the towel. “The lake’s a little cold for swimming, you know,” he told them. “Maybe you should come back in July when it’s warmed up a bit.”
“Maybe we will,” said Hunter as he somewhat reluctantly_separated from Colleen. “So, is the car fixed?”
“All ready to go,” the man smiled back. “I even_changed the oil and refilled the windshield-washer fluid. No charge.”
Colleen beamed. “Thanks, guvnuh!”
“Hey, I figured it was the least I could do. Now that people know you’ve been here, I’ve got customers lined up clear to the end of the month!”
Hunter_grinned. “Glad to help out,” he said as he paid the mechanic for the tires and engine repairs. Then he and Colleen got in and drove away.
Exile and Shag were waiting when they got back. “So how did it go-ski?” asked Exile.
“Not bad,” replied Hunter. “Thanks for the hand.”“My pleasure,” grinned Exile.
“Reah,” agreed Shag.
Colleen smiled. “You can keep the extra money, by the way,” she told them. “It was_worth it.”
Shag and Exile fidgeted, embarrassed at having been caught.
“Goodnight, gents.” Colleen gave Hunter a quick kiss on the cheek, then headed for the transdogmafier. “Too bad I won’t be able to tell my owners about this,” she added.
After Colleen had taken the chute home, Shag grinned. “Rah ruh reffuh reah?” he asked.
“Well, we did talk about next Saturday,” Hunter replied, turning slightly pink.
Just then Blitz dashed through, sagging and gasping for breath. “If anyone asks, I was never here,” he told them.
“Hey you!” came an angry voice behind. A voice that did a remarkable job of sounding like one Reginald “Bulldog” McKowsky. “Get back here!”
Blitz uttered a chicken-like scream and ran for his life, the maddened cop hot on his heels.
“Whoa, what's up with that?” asked Hunter.
“I don't know,” smirked Exile before he too took off at a dead run. “But I don't want to be missing it!”
Hunter, Colleen, Blitz, Exile, and Shag © Warner Brothers Studios
All other characters © Dragon Tamer
Special thanks to Pikayu, JerseyCaptain, diego_rules, Alpha Aleu, iwolfie 231, Conay, UK - Ban Cat, and winklebella for their input.
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