Fursona - Data Cross

[Masquerade]

Sky is blue. I can guess who. Smarter than the smartest sniper. You know now, right? It's Nothus Viper. The bell sounds and Erimis dashes past all of the students leaving the college class. Once in the halls, he overhears various mentionings of some girl named Tia going crazy. Something about seeing dragons that aren't there.

Erimis rushes down to the first floor and out the doors, completely neglecting the fact that he had a class to get to. When he got to the tree, he was stunned. There, from out of the tree, leaped Nothus Viper, his very own fursona, with his green scales and brown feathers. His dark robes were flapping gently in the breeze. He was real, down to the finest detail.

"I thought it was you glaring at me like that," Erimis states.

"You are Erimis, correct?" Nothus hisses. "We must talk. I know not why I am here."

"Let's go to the café. I could use a coffee about now."

"Don't you have classes to attend?"

"Nah, who cares?" Erimis appears serious on the outside, but inside, he is overwhelmed with joy. He grabs Nothus by his robes and drags him along off the college grounds, and down the street to the café.

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It was a long walk, but the two eventually make it to Erimis's favorite café. As they walk in the doors of the café, Erimis notes that no one is startled by Nothus's appearance.

"What's wrong with everybody?" Erimis asks out loud to himself. "Why aren't they staring, glaring, with their eyes baring down upon you?"

"I have no idea. I was hoping you would know," Nothus simply states. "Let's get a seat."

"We have to wait to be seated. They seem kind of busy today."