Buying Some Dust...
Oct. 13th, 2004 04:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've had my degus (Bedrock & Granite) for about four years now (I believe), and only now am I finding out that they should be supplied with dust for dust bathing--like you would do for a chinchilla. =_=;; I just read that in a pet magazine that I got when I took Tri and Neko to the vet last month...
Supposedly, dust bathing is good for them. I should let them do it once every couple of days or so. And because I love all my little furry friends and I want them all to be as happy and healthy as possible, I will be going out and buying dust for them ASAP.
...yup.
Now!
It was nearly nine o'clock in the morning when the door creaked open and Nazoko poked her head into the apartment that she shared with her sister and their best friend. Orange eyes flitted around, looking for one or the other of her roommates; at that time in the morning, Miru should have been up for hours and was probably gone already, off trying to find something to entertain herself until their classes started, at ten thirty. Nozomi, she figured, would just be falling out of bed, if she was even awake at all--so hopefully no one would see her sneaking in.
The door closed behind her with a quiet creak, and she headed for her bedroom, ponytail swaying behind her.
It wasn't like Nazoko Kou to come sneaking in at the crack of dawn--she was more responsible than that... then again, she found herself doing more more things that could be considered irresponsible as of late, and this was only one of them. In her mind, though, she was attempting to justify the night before with the thought that she hadn't actually been out all night...
I was inside... I just wasn't in my own room...
The thought and what it hinted at almost made her blush, and she raised a hand to rub at one of her cheeks absently.
The truth was that she had spend the night with Hide... and if Nozomi ever caught wind of that fact, she would never hear the end of it. She was fairly sure that her sister had at least a vague idea of how intimate she was with him, but if she actually had proof--or what she thought was proof, anyway--Nazoko would very quickly find herself in trouble.
Giggling, squealing, annoying trouble.
She hoped to get in, change into new clothes, and get back out without anyone noticing.
"Nazoko-chan."
"Ah!" Surprised, she squeaked something almost indignant, and clamped a hand over her own mouth. "Miru-chan!"
The other girl, who was seated in the living room, reading over a thick, heavy novel--which she had probably borrowed from Josei--giggled softly, eyebrows lifting a bit. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Aha... I'm fine..." Nazoko couldn't help sweatdropping slightly as she waved one hand in Miru's direction. "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't come home last night." Miru's lips were quirking amusedly. "I had to convince Nozomi-chan not to launch a search party for you... I figured you and Hide-sama had gone out to a club or something."
"A club? Uh, yeah..."
"Or not?" A shrug, and Miru's beige hair shifted when she turned her eyes back to the book in her lap, a knowing expression on her face. "Well... that's what I told Nozomi-chan, anyway... she's still in bed, if you wanted to grab a shower and get changed." A pause, and green eyes flicked up toward her again; "you're looking a bit wrinkled, Nazoko-chan."
She couldn't help the blush that colored her cheeks, a flare of bright red that almost matched her hair. "I--I wasn't--"
"You were too." A chuckle, and Miru turned the page in her novel. "Just don't let Nozomi-chan see that ring, or you'll be done for."
"My--"
Her eyes shifted downward, catching on the silver and red of the ring she was wearing.
The ring was a new development... something Hide had given her only the night before, and part of the reason that she hadn't come home. It was hard for her to believe that they had come so far in their relationship, but... well, there it was. A silver band, highlighted with rubies, worn on her ring finger. A promise of much more to come.
Gods, they had even discussed having children, when they were both ready.
"Omedetou ne, Nazoko-chan."
"I--"
"Omedetou for what?" The third voice made her jump again, and before she could turn around, a familiar orange-haired head was leaning over her shoulder, bright red eyes flitting straight down to her hand and-- "HAAA!!" Nazoko was spun around, her hand jerked up so Nozomi could look at it more closely, before she could even say a word; "Nazoko, this is a ring!"
Nazoko tried to take her hand back, but her sister would have none of it. "Tell me something I don't know." Her tone was a bit defensive, a lot embarassed.
"This is an engagement ring!"
The pitch to Nozomi's voice was raising. The girl was about to start squealing.
"And you didn't come home last night! I knew it! I KNEW IT!"
"Nozomi-chan..."
The slightly-younger twin continued to hold onto her sister's hand, bouncing slightly in her excitement, squealing softly. Over on the couch, Miru was giggling under her breath, giving Nazoko a sympathetic-but-amused look out of the corner of one eye, and Nazoko was almost glaring back at her--she wasn't helping. At. All.
Nazoko jerked her hand back, rubbing at her wrist a bit. "Nozomi, leave me alone."
"Heehee! I'm getting a brother-in-law!"
"No-Nozomi!"
"And neices and nephews!"
Her face flushed terribly again, Nazoko shoved her sister away. "Nozomi, shut up, shut up!"
"I'm only telling the truth!"
"...urusei."
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"
"Naaaaaaaaa~" Nazoko made a break for the stairs, heading for her room as quickly as she could. "I have to go... I'm taking a nap."
"Because you didn't get much sleep last night, Na~zo~ko!"
If Nozomi hadn't scrambled frantically for the kitchen, she would have been clocked firmly in the head--when Nazoko grabbed a candle from the nearby bookshelves and flung it at her.
Nazoko just flings things at Nozomi a lot, doesn't she? ^^;;;
Supposedly, dust bathing is good for them. I should let them do it once every couple of days or so. And because I love all my little furry friends and I want them all to be as happy and healthy as possible, I will be going out and buying dust for them ASAP.
...yup.
Now!
It was nearly nine o'clock in the morning when the door creaked open and Nazoko poked her head into the apartment that she shared with her sister and their best friend. Orange eyes flitted around, looking for one or the other of her roommates; at that time in the morning, Miru should have been up for hours and was probably gone already, off trying to find something to entertain herself until their classes started, at ten thirty. Nozomi, she figured, would just be falling out of bed, if she was even awake at all--so hopefully no one would see her sneaking in.
The door closed behind her with a quiet creak, and she headed for her bedroom, ponytail swaying behind her.
It wasn't like Nazoko Kou to come sneaking in at the crack of dawn--she was more responsible than that... then again, she found herself doing more more things that could be considered irresponsible as of late, and this was only one of them. In her mind, though, she was attempting to justify the night before with the thought that she hadn't actually been out all night...
I was inside... I just wasn't in my own room...
The thought and what it hinted at almost made her blush, and she raised a hand to rub at one of her cheeks absently.
The truth was that she had spend the night with Hide... and if Nozomi ever caught wind of that fact, she would never hear the end of it. She was fairly sure that her sister had at least a vague idea of how intimate she was with him, but if she actually had proof--or what she thought was proof, anyway--Nazoko would very quickly find herself in trouble.
Giggling, squealing, annoying trouble.
She hoped to get in, change into new clothes, and get back out without anyone noticing.
"Nazoko-chan."
"Ah!" Surprised, she squeaked something almost indignant, and clamped a hand over her own mouth. "Miru-chan!"
The other girl, who was seated in the living room, reading over a thick, heavy novel--which she had probably borrowed from Josei--giggled softly, eyebrows lifting a bit. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Aha... I'm fine..." Nazoko couldn't help sweatdropping slightly as she waved one hand in Miru's direction. "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't come home last night." Miru's lips were quirking amusedly. "I had to convince Nozomi-chan not to launch a search party for you... I figured you and Hide-sama had gone out to a club or something."
"A club? Uh, yeah..."
"Or not?" A shrug, and Miru's beige hair shifted when she turned her eyes back to the book in her lap, a knowing expression on her face. "Well... that's what I told Nozomi-chan, anyway... she's still in bed, if you wanted to grab a shower and get changed." A pause, and green eyes flicked up toward her again; "you're looking a bit wrinkled, Nazoko-chan."
She couldn't help the blush that colored her cheeks, a flare of bright red that almost matched her hair. "I--I wasn't--"
"You were too." A chuckle, and Miru turned the page in her novel. "Just don't let Nozomi-chan see that ring, or you'll be done for."
"My--"
Her eyes shifted downward, catching on the silver and red of the ring she was wearing.
The ring was a new development... something Hide had given her only the night before, and part of the reason that she hadn't come home. It was hard for her to believe that they had come so far in their relationship, but... well, there it was. A silver band, highlighted with rubies, worn on her ring finger. A promise of much more to come.
Gods, they had even discussed having children, when they were both ready.
"Omedetou ne, Nazoko-chan."
"I--"
"Omedetou for what?" The third voice made her jump again, and before she could turn around, a familiar orange-haired head was leaning over her shoulder, bright red eyes flitting straight down to her hand and-- "HAAA!!" Nazoko was spun around, her hand jerked up so Nozomi could look at it more closely, before she could even say a word; "Nazoko, this is a ring!"
Nazoko tried to take her hand back, but her sister would have none of it. "Tell me something I don't know." Her tone was a bit defensive, a lot embarassed.
"This is an engagement ring!"
The pitch to Nozomi's voice was raising. The girl was about to start squealing.
"And you didn't come home last night! I knew it! I KNEW IT!"
"Nozomi-chan..."
The slightly-younger twin continued to hold onto her sister's hand, bouncing slightly in her excitement, squealing softly. Over on the couch, Miru was giggling under her breath, giving Nazoko a sympathetic-but-amused look out of the corner of one eye, and Nazoko was almost glaring back at her--she wasn't helping. At. All.
Nazoko jerked her hand back, rubbing at her wrist a bit. "Nozomi, leave me alone."
"Heehee! I'm getting a brother-in-law!"
"No-Nozomi!"
"And neices and nephews!"
Her face flushed terribly again, Nazoko shoved her sister away. "Nozomi, shut up, shut up!"
"I'm only telling the truth!"
"...urusei."
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"
"Naaaaaaaaa~" Nazoko made a break for the stairs, heading for her room as quickly as she could. "I have to go... I'm taking a nap."
"Because you didn't get much sleep last night, Na~zo~ko!"
If Nozomi hadn't scrambled frantically for the kitchen, she would have been clocked firmly in the head--when Nazoko grabbed a candle from the nearby bookshelves and flung it at her.
Nazoko just flings things at Nozomi a lot, doesn't she? ^^;;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 05:35 am (UTC)Tsubame: ^^;;;
Sumire: Maaaaaa neeeeee... *sighs and loosens her grip on him a bit* Better?
That would be cool. ^^ It'd be nice to have a bit of interaction with them... other than the scene I wrote the other day, this generation hasn't gotten much exposure so far. ^^
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Date: 2004-10-22 05:52 am (UTC)Kenta: :P
Sayaka: *giggling* ^^
Iruma: *sighs, nodding* Aa...*cracking one eye open* How long are you planning to do this, Sumire?
Naaa...Not like Dekiru-tachi have a lot either...^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 05:54 am (UTC)Yukari: What's so funny Saya-chan? ^^;
Sumire: *HUGS* Until you smile for real! >^-^<
I guess that's a good point... ^^;;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:05 am (UTC)Hiro: *SIGHS and rolls his eyes* Would you like a piece of candy, Kenta-kun?
Sayaka: Nothing, nothing.^^ Na Yukari-san, so how are you nowadays ne?
Iruma: *sighs, shaking his head*
Ahahaah...^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:08 am (UTC)Yukari: I've been alright Saya-chan. ^^ Nothing unusual happening in my life... just the usual stuff.
Na. We decided to put Yukari with Iruma, didn't we?
Sumire: *HUGGLES* ^__^
We have a lot of writing to do yet, I think. ^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:21 am (UTC)Hiro: *rolls his eyes* We're all DYING to know...
Sayaka: Sou ne? You sure?^^ No secret boyfriend or anything? *giggles*
We did.^^
Iruma: *SIGHS* -_-;
We do, we do.^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:24 am (UTC)Yukari: Maaaa... *giggles, shaking her head* Unfortunately no, Saya-chan. ^^
Cool... *ponders* How do you think that'll happen, though? ^^;;;
Sumire: *HUGGLES more* >^-^<
He's gonna have to smile or she won't let go. ^_^;;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:37 am (UTC)Hiro: Well you are a handful, Kenta ne...*shakes his head*
Sayaka: Na, so you want one then?^^ A boyfriend I mean?
I have no idea...^^;;
Iruma: *sighs, shaking his head, looking down at her blearily* You are very determined to get me killed aren't you Sumire?
Ahahaha...^^;; I think he's doing something else to get her to let go though...
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:39 am (UTC)Yukari: I wouldn't mind having one. ^^ *giggles softly, shaking her head* But I'm not all that worried about it, really...
Ahaha... ^^;;;
Sumire: E? *blinks up at him* What do you mean by that Iruma-san?
Stubborn. *nods*
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:50 am (UTC)Hiro: *SIGHS, shaking his head* It really does intrigue me...How you managed to get someone like you did...
Kenta: *rolls his eyes*
Sayaka: Okay then.^^
Maaa...^^;; We'll think of something...
Iruma: *eyeing her blankly* Your father is going to kill me...
Well how scary would it be if Iruma smiled anyway.^^;;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:54 am (UTC)Yukari: If the right one comes along, ne Saya-chan. ^_~
Sou! We will! ^^;; Eventually...
Sumire: Ah... AHAHAHA! *giggles, huggling again, and then lets go* That's a good point, Iruma-san. ^_^;;;
*sniggersnort* Pretty scary, methinks... ^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-22 07:02 am (UTC)Kenta: *sitting down, eyeing everything blearily*
Sayaka: Na? And what is the right one like, ne Yukari-san?^^
Yeah...^^;;;
Iruma: Aa...*looking at her a bit before sighing, rubbing his arms a bit*
Yeah...^^;; And it looks like his plan worked.
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Date: 2004-10-22 07:04 am (UTC)Yukari: I don't know yet, ne? ^^ I haven't quite decided...
^^;;
Sumire: ^_^;;; Ahahaha...
Well... Sumire knows her father. ^^; She doesn't want him to get hurt...
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Date: 2004-10-22 07:13 am (UTC)Kenta: *sighing, leaning back against the chair he was sitting on, staring at the ceiling blankly*
Sayaka: Aa, I see...^^
They'll be okay.^^;;
Iruma: *looking at her* Are you okay?
Yeah...^_^; Good... And really, Iruma knew it so...He just reminded her so he could get away.
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Date: 2004-10-22 07:17 am (UTC)Tsubame: *clears her throat vaguely, looking toward Kenta, sighing a bit* Maa ne... I hope they haven't really upset you or anything...
Sumire: My neechan, always concerned for other people. >^-^<
Tsubame: ^^;;; Sumire...
Yukari: *shrugs* I'm not stressing over it, obviously. ^^
Sumire: Me? ^^;; I'm fine! Just thinking I shouldn't glomp people all the time, or Chichihue will freak out eventually...
Sneaky, Iruma is. ^^;
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Date: 2004-10-22 07:28 am (UTC)Kenta: *chuckles softly, shaking his head, eyes on the ceiling* Don't worry about it...I'm quite used to it...And Sumire-chan...*smiling vaguely* I think you're right about your neechan...
Sayaka: Sou ne! Why stress over boys? You'd just get yourself into angst, yeah...^^
Iruma: Aa...*nodding, smirking just a teensy bit it's almost unnoticeable*
He can be if he needed to be.^_~
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:40 pm (UTC)Tsubame: *sighs, shaking her head vaguely* Well, good then...
Sumire: SOU! ^_^
Yukari: *giggles softly* That's my way of thinking, anyway. ^^
Sumire: Ahaha... ^^;;;;
So I'd noticed. ^^; Manipulative is the word.
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Date: 2004-10-22 06:54 pm (UTC)Kenta: Aa...*smiling vaguely, still staring up at the ceiling, chuckles softly*
Sayaka: Well it's true.^^ So long as they aren't the one you want, why settle for second or third place? And they just cause you grief...Maa...*shakes her head, giggling softly*
Iruma: *sighing, looking away*
Aa...^^;
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Date: 2004-10-23 02:42 am (UTC)Yukari: You got them from both parents, I think, Tetsuya-kun. ^^
Tetsuya: =_=;; Great...
Tsubame: Aa... *smiles faintly herself, glancing away again*
Arika: *chuckling amusedly*
Sumire: Mou... ;__; Iruma-san wouldn't smile for me...
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Date: 2004-10-23 09:35 am (UTC)Hiro: *sighs tragically* Sou ne...*chuckles softly*
Sayaka: Poor niichan...^^ *giggles*
Iruma: *sighs, shaking his head* Jeez... *pats Sumire on the head*
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Date: 2004-10-23 09:52 am (UTC)Yukari: You don't like being called a bishounen? ^^;;;;
Tetsuya: *slight eyebrow tick*
Sumire: >^-^;;;
Sumire is kind of sickeningly cute, isn't she? ^^;
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Date: 2004-10-23 09:57 am (UTC)Hiro: *chuckles harder* ^^
Sayaka: *humming, trying not to giggle* ^^
Iruma: *rolls his eyes a bit*
Yeah...^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-23 10:00 am (UTC)Yukari: ^^;;; Oh my...
Tetsuya: XP
Sumire: ^__^
Told you she's a lot like her mother. ^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-23 10:04 am (UTC)Hiro: *patpats Tetsuya* Maa...Come on, Tetsuya...^^;
Sayaka: Niichan's just very sensitive over the topic.^^;
Iruma: *looking at her wearily*
I can see that...^^;;
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Date: 2004-10-23 10:08 am (UTC)Yukari: ...Karma?
Arika: *SPORFLE*
Tetsuya: =_=;;; Thanks very much for the laughter, Arika...
Arika: *sniggering*
Yukari: ^^;;; Gomen...
Sumire: ^^ Na, what Iruma-san?
She seems to like Iruma... bet she hangs off him half the time they're in the same room, just trying to get him to smile. ^^;;;
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