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Slothin' It - 18. Chapter 18 - Sloth it out

Chapter 18 - Sloth It Out

“Are you sure this is a good idea? I don’t think your wolf prince is going to be ok with this.” Robby said as he chittered irritably, his brown eyes shifting left and right before following me down the block.

“What...he...doesn’t...know….won’t….hurt...him,” I said stubbornly while using my wheelies to travel quickly down the sidewalk.

“Yeah, well that would be good if he actually doesn’t find out,” Robby said rubbing his hands together nervously as he followed at a quick pace beside me.

I’d decided after finding out about my brother's involvement to confront him directly. There was no way I was going to let my brother get away with his devious plan. How dare he think he could petition the council of animals to make speciest laws. I wouldn’t admit it, but my heart hurt every time I thought about it, which in turn made my babies jump around like my womb was a damn trampoline. I kept catching myself talking out loud to them telling them to ‘settle down’ or ‘stop it right now’. Apparently, my maternal gene was already kicking in full force, along with my pregnant hormones.

“Walker… is.. not… going… to… find… out,” I said not even stuttering as I spoke almost at a normal pace. There were some perks to being pregnant, and if this faded after this pregnancy, Walker might be able to convince me to do this again. Maybe.

Robby chittered again, bouncing around slightly as his voluptuous body tried to contain all the nervous energy radiating off of him. “What if he does though? He won’t strangle you! You’re his slovable sloth, I’m just the friend, who happens to also be a raccoon and we are easily misplaced if you haven’t noticed!” Robby hissed, his brown eyes wide and shifty as he got closer to my brother's office building.

“Stop.. worrying… Robby… my… brother… can’t… hurt… us,” I said with unwavering conviction. My brother and I might be opposites in everything but appearance, but I doubted that he would ever hurt me. Paul wasn’t evil, but he was vindictive.

As we walked up to the massive apartment building I couldn’t get the feeling of being watched to go away. It was an itchy sensation on the back of my neck one that only intensified as I looked around warily at the busy street. People walked to various locations, some in their animal forms, others in their human skin. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

We walked up to the office building on 5th Slovenue, the premiere workspace for the slothotics and all elite sloth businesses. How my brother had schmoozed his way into his lifestyle will always amaze me. The building was very secure with a panel of numbers at the front needing an access code to be let in, or a phone number to call up to the person above. There was no way to get in without the codes and that was how sloths loved it.

“You know, I don’t think you thought this one completely through…” Robby said trailing off looking at the number pad with pensive brown eyes.

“I… thought… it… through… I… brought… you,” I looked at him with a knowing stare that put out there the one thing that we all know raccoons didn’t talk about. There was a reason there was a law protecting raccoons from any kind of trespassing since it was in their nature to get into everything.

Robby shifted back and forth, and if he had a tail it would be shaking with anticipation. I knew my friend and I also knew he loved to break and enter into just about any place just for the pure fun of doing it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said as he pulled out a little square box out of his denim jacket. “Just because I am a raccoon,” he kept talking as he approached the pin pad system and started dismantling the thing until wires were visible from underneath. “Doesn’t mean that I am some kind of trash,” he mumbled while pulling a few red wires and then a green one before the door beeped and clicked open, “bandit. Hey look at that it’s open!” Robby put his little toolkit back in his jacket before bouncing toward the door and the last few minutes had not happened.

“Don’t think too hard about it, you will never understand,” I told myself as I walked slowly up the stairs of the apartment building towards the door Robby was holding open. The smile stretched across his face was making his chubby cheeks dimple in a way that expressed extreme joy. I’d have to remember that breaking and entering was apparently the one thing that made my friend extremely happy. I also had to remember to never tell Walker about his talents.

Inside the lobby was surrounded by lush climbable trees and a noticeable mango vending machine, and a fruit bar with smoothies and sloffee. “Oh my god, I’ve died and gone to sloth heaven,” I thought looking at all the beautiful things around me. My pups moved around inside of me, agreeing with my take on the place. My mouth watered as I watched the sloth at the juice bar making a fresh mango kale smoothie for another sloth in front of him. I wondered if we had time for me to get one of those?

“Where are we supposed to go?” Robby asked, looking back at me and then around at the opulent tropical rainforest we were standing in. “Um, Ry, you’re drooling,” the raccoon said, stopping in the middle of the lobby to look back and forth between me and the juice bar.

“I… think… I… should… get… a… smoothie,” I said, but god I did not want to wait for that sloth bartender to make another one. Also, I was on a pregnant hormone rage induced mission here and I could not lose my steam right now because of some mangos and kale. My very large pregnant stomach rumbled hungrily, the sound loud enough to get the attention of the only other two sloths in the lobby.

“Yeah I’m not waiting for that,” Robby said already marching over to the smoothie bar. The two sloths looked at the raccoon with wide confused eyes as he walked over just as the bartender was slowly handing over the drink to the other sloth, his hand midway to giving it to the other man. Robby intercepted the transaction, taking the drink out of the other sloth's hand with a well-placed swipe, replacing the cup with a banana for good measure. It all happened so fast that the sloth didn’t even realize he was handing the other man a banana until Robby was already at my side again shoving a yummy frozen mango-kale smoothie into my hands. “Here ya go!”

“Hey……………..” the one sloth called out, looking down at the banana that had finally been transferred into his hand.

I snorted out a laugh and sucked on my straw contentedly as I and Robby walked/skated towards the nearest elevator. Once in the elevator, we rode up in silence to the tenth floor. It was where Paul worked usually on campaigns for sloth politicians and it was where he had been when I’d last talked to my mother. That had been a long and painful phone call that had almost not been worth its value in research. Obviously, we were still not talking about the whole sloths have been having same-sex marriages for almost two generations and hiding it, or that grandsmother was a man. We definitely didn’t talk about that.

Once on the tenth floor, Robby and I walked out and looked both ways down the massive hallway to the double doors at the very end. “That’s where we need to go?” Robby asked while pointing at the large brown double doors.

I nodded, handing my smoothie over to Robby. “Hold… my… smoothie,” I said, already using my wheelies across the tile to carry me closer to ass whooping I was about to bring down on my arrogant twin. At the large doors, I didn’t knock, instead, I twisted the knob, slowly because even I was still a sloth in reflexes, and pushed the doors open with as much of a flourish as possible.

The doors opened with a slow swing that didn’t do much for my dramatic entrance. Once the doors cleared and I could see inside of the room, I was shocked to notice a huge conference table and at least four sloths sitting at the front of the table, my brother included. Their heads lifted slowly from what they were doing only for a shocked expression to spread on three of the sloth's faces. My brothers face morphed into one of distaste that I’d grown used to over the years. “Pual… we… need… to… talk!” I growled, the earlier rage now burning in my gut like a live inferno. “How dare he try to ruin my happiness. How dare he try to ruin any chance of acceptance for my sluppies.” I thought as my blue eyes burned laser beams across the room.

“Larry……………….

………………..welcome,” the sloth at the head of the table spoke up. I recognized him, that and his toupee that sat so awkwardly on top of his head. Craig, looked just as ugly now as he had at the mingle.

“How exactly is Paul involved with this guy again?” I thought, trying to remember him saying anything about his business with Craig at the mingle. Nothing came to mind, only his blantant anger at me for pissing Craig off. Craig was also the reason I’d been fired, I was almost positive about that and—

“It’s………………

…………………...good,” Craig said, still talking even as my mind tried to put together what exactly had happened between him and I the last time I’d saw him. I remember Paul telling me he was affluent in some way, but I was almost positive he didn’t get into any details about it. If I was being completely honest with myself I was too busy thinking about Walker at the time and how I’d landed myself a sexy wolf mate who could read my mind.

That still made my toes curl when I thought about it.

“To………………..

……………………..you……………….

……………………..we…………………

………………..were— ”

“Wow! Does it really take this long for a sloth to talk! I thought you were slow Ry, but this is absolutely painful,” Robby said in his usual boisterous voice before taking a loud sip out of my mango-kale smoothie.

“Just……………………….

……………………..talking…………………

……………………..about…………………..

……………………...you,” Craig finished, or at least I hope he’d finished. The man was the slowest speaking sloth I’d ever had the horror of waiting on.

I turned to look at Robby who was still sipping loudly on the smoothie right behind me. “Shoot… me… if… I… am… ever… that… bad,” I said.

Robby shook his head, “I don’t like guns, how about I push you off something?”

“Larry………..

……..what……….

……..are……..

……..you……..

……..doing……..

……..here?” Paul asked in a more reasonable pace. His blue eyes were narrowed as he looked down at my belly and back up at my face. I’d thought that my anger would overshadow all of my pain, but that look made my heart squeeze in my chest. It was impossible to ignore that ache, even as angry as I was Paul was my twin, and I’d hoped maybe everything had been a misunderstanding; it wasn’t, I was sure of that now.

“Explain.. to.. me.. what… gives.. you… the right.. to.. do.. what.. you’re… doing!” I growled, my hand cradling my belly protectively.

Paul’s eyes widened at how fast I spoke, as did Craig and the other two sloths in the room. “Don’t………...

………..talk………

……….quick—”

“I WILL SPEAK HOWEVER I DAMN WELL WANT TO!” I shouted, the words coming out in a few so fast and loud I didn’t even have time to stutter. Faces slowly formed into looks of shock. I was tired of being told not to talk quick anymore, and I was tired of not fitting in because I wasn’t exactly like other sloths. It was time for me to have a place to fit in, and I damn well wasn’t going to let my brother ruin that future for me or my babies. “You are... going to… fix this… and make… sure that… bill never… passes,” I said angrily.

Paul shook his head slowly, his blue eyes all but slits at this point. “You…………

……….never……..

………..knew……….

………...when……..

………...to…………

……….stay………..

……….out………..

………..of…………

………...trouble,” a cruel smile formed on his face and I notice Craig smile matched his own. My heart started to gallop as the same itchy sensation I’d felt on the street crawled up my back again.

“You………

……….are……….

………...predictable,” Paul said while his eyes looked over my shoulder to something right behind me.

Turning slowly I saw them holding Robby, with a hand settled over his mouth and a needle still stuck in the side of his neck. His eyes were wild and panicked before slowly closing as he dropped into unconsciousness. I looked up to the familiar large wolf holding Robby up. Denver looked like I remembered, his black hair pulled back into a ponytail and his massive body taking up so much room it was hard to tell if there was any space he didn’t occupy. “Oh no, oh no oh no,” Panicked I looked past him to see three other wolves I didn’t know blocking any kind of escape, not that I could outrun them and they knew it. “Why are you doing this?” I asked the man who I knew my alpha trusted.

Denver sighed, a guilty expression on his face. “You are not one of us and the only way for alpha to realize that is for you to disappear.”

“Don’t………

………be………..

……….to………

……...upset……….

……….Larry…….

……..your…….

……..death…….

……...will…….

………help…….

……….the……..

……...world…….

……...to………..

……...realize…….

………species……..

……….shouldn’t……..

……….mix,” Paul said with an arrogant tone to his voice.

“What do... you… mean?” I took a small step back, away from Denver and the other wolves, trying to buy myself some time. “Walker if you can hear me right now I need you, please.” I thought desperately praying my mate could hear me.

“Once………

……….we………….

……….frame………

……….your……….

………..wolf………

………..for………..

………..your……....

………..death………

……..all……….

……….the……..

……….herbivores…..

……….will…………

……….vote—”

“Vote.. against… different species… matings…. God… but I… hate… waiting… for… you to… talk. If… I’m….going to….die… I’m not…. Going to… listen to… you… for.. The last…. Few… minutes of…. My life.” I growled.

“Against…….

……….different………

………..species………..

………...matings,” he finished, completely ignoring my entire rant.

Denver passed the unconscious Robby over to one of the other wolves my smoothie forgotten on the floor where he’d dropped it. “Make it easy, Larry. There is no way for you to escape,” his deep voice rumbled, almost soothingly to me, but I still took another small step back. There was no way for me to escape and I knew that the moment I felt arms wrap around me from behind, the needle sliding into my neck effortlessly. The drug, whatever it was made me float almost instantly, Denver's face the last thing I saw before I closed my eyes.

“I love you, Walker,” I thought as my mind started to drift off taking all my fear with it.

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14 minutes ago, Wesley8890 said:

Someone about to die!

But I am pretty sure it won't be Larry😉

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Wow what a dramatic chapter. Will Walker get there in time to save Larry? Who is going to die?  Probably not Larry or Robbie.

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Say what the suspense my eyes got so large and my breathing picked up towards the end,Walker is going to go nuclear on there furry buts.

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Walker's on the way. Right?  I agree with the other reviewers that someone's going to die and it won't be Larry and Robbie.  Can't wait for the next chapter. 

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Omg....Noooooo. I can't believe his own twin brother is going to have a hand at hurting Larry. I have very conflicted emotions right now, angry at what is going on, sad at how Larry's own brother is having him killed, scare because there is a possibility at Larry's beautiful alpha not getting to him on time.😲

Please, don't have us waiting too long for the next chapter. 😥

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Walker gon’ kick everybody’s ass ... and Denver is a dead man.

Uhhhhhh isn’t Denver the one who was making eyes at Robby?

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Okay, so I mean this in the nicest possible way...but after that cliffhanger you can't keep us waiting as long as we had to between this and the last chapter. That would be just cruel...please...

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7 hours ago, chonga said:

Omg....Noooooo. I can't believe his own twin brother is going to have a hand at hurting Larry. I have very conflicted emotions right now, angry at what is going on, sad at how Larry's own brother is having him killed, scare because there is a possibility at Larry's beautiful alpha not getting to him on time.😲

Please, don't have us waiting too long for the next chapter. 😥

I am so shocked at how calmly he is talking about Larry's death 😱 , has he seriously lost his mind, Walker is going to tear him to pieces....I can't wait.

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7 hours ago, Geemeedee said:

Walker gon’ kick everybody’s ass ... and Denver is a dead man.

Uhhhhhh isn’t Denver the one who was making eyes at Robby?

He is definitely dead....I thought Denver and Robby were going to be mates, that's so sad that Denver turned against his Alpha like that.

I say its treason and all involved should be put to death.

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