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"it's ok puppy, he's hiding from a nice man. The jokes on him" he gave more ear scratches

She turned and licked onyx's cheek once more before turning her focus on seran, her fur was standing up, he was making her nervous

"Your ok puppy, big puppy and me are here" give bambi a hug

she leaned against him

They peeled over the table at theo "you!...metal man! Bounty hunter?"

"shhhh your ok puppy" he pooped into his horse sized fox form "see? Can't get you now" the two set of canine teeth were hard to miss

bambi looked up at him confused

"it's still me!" He flashed a smile, all nine tails wagging

"Oh, please, a man in armor is nothing short of some kind of hero, or a poser, or one of those cazzos who think they're a hero but they're not. Hard to say which one that man is, but you know, I don't really care. Hahaha~"

"you!" They pointed to lappland "you seem to know him. Bounty hunter? Yes or no?"

Bambi sniffed him before barking cutely

Onyx sniffed back and nudged Bambi with his snout "where's the ball?"

Bambi only understood ball, so she looked around and sniffed around before finding it she grabbed it and jumped back in front of him, putting it down

"Why would I know? He's not from my home or my world." She only offered a rather cheeky, if not sly grin. "Ask someone else, amica."

They frowned "you are not helpful, my life could be on the line here!" Their eyes lingered a bit studying before going back to watching Theo

What's this she sensed? Possible verbal hostility? Azumi to the rescue!

She tumbled into Trixie's and... she was asleep??

His tails wagged even faster seeing his old friend, and trotted over. He gently picked azumi up and over the the fire place by the scruff and curled around his friend to keep them warm

*POOF!*

A cardboard box appears! And then.... Out pops a green haired girl in a witch outfit!
"Happy Zundaween!" She exclaimed. "Zundamon is here to give you all free zunda! No da!"

"I'd say I'm a mixture of the three, plus the obligatory tragic backstory."

"My question stands! Are you a bounty hunter!?" They refused to leave behind the table