Fursona - Data Cross

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[Guest Room]

"That's okay Mizuki, thanks, you've been real helpful already. Its just a personal project I've been working on for weeks." Ray told the beautiful dragoness fursona, producing a square of tin foil, a Bunsen burner, an empty beaker and a notebook full of strange calculations and illustrations. He went over to the desk, and immediately started scribbling on the notebook.

[Mika's Room: Bathroom]

"You've got some old clothes that'll fit me?" Prowl smiled at her, not expecting that. "If they don't fit, I could always bugger Ray for something, I think he brought some extra clothes. I'm not sure those'll fit either though." He said, and grabbed a smaller towel, wrapping it around his waist. "G-groom me?" He asked. No one had ever tried to groom him before. Would it be embarrassing for her? He didn't mind though, he liked being with her. He trusted her wholeheartedly already. "Alright." He nodded, following her out of the bathroom. "Lead the way."