The Camping Trip p.5
“Stupid, stupid sensitive rabbit ears. You better have some wipes or something in your pockets!”
“Meh, leaves will do the trick.”
Judy groaned, dropping her paws from her too-sensitive ears and turning. She eeped at the sight of Nick leaving his choice of bathroom bushes, carrying leaves now along with campfire wood. “Oh gosh, Nick, you—”
"Stopping you right there, Carrots," said Nick, holding a paw up. "A country gal like you might fool most city slickers, but I’ve still got my scouting handbook." Smirking, he brandished the bundle in his arms. "Not poison ivy, just leaves that fell from a tree."
Judy sighed and rolled her eyes. "Actually, ‘city slicker’, you have a spider crawling up your right shoulder."
Nick looked at the indicated shoulder. His ears folded back. His mouth opened—
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Bogo looked up from his paperwork, sure he heard a faint, impossibly shrill screaming. "Wilde?"