Fursona - Data Cross

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[Rooftop]

Prowl raised his paw cheerily. "I volunteer for doing the dishes!" He said, almost excitedly. He didn't say it, but he'd pick domestic work over fighting any day. He loved to cook and clean, he got that from raising his brother and sister... or at least he thinks so. His brother and sister may have never even existed. If so, he didn't want to forget them anyway, whether they once existed or not, he loved them dearly and had many fond memories with them.

Ray snickered. "You? In a frilly pink apron?"

"It doesn't always have to be pink or frilly!" Prowl snapped at Ray. He remembered his old apron being plain white, and with 'Kiss the Coyote' printed on the front. "Heck, aprons aren't mandatory uniform, you don't have to wear them!"

"-And you kind of smell like wet dog." Ray snickered. "You were in the alley when it rained that stormy night, weren't you?"

"Mrhnm." Prowl grunted flatly. "Hey... Mika? Mind if I use your shower later? I promise not to get anything wet or use your shampoo, though it does make your hair smell nice."