(If you insist =P. Got work from 6:30-11 so won't be on then)

He snuggled closer, purring happily.

Bella let out a small sigh, laying on the ground as she stared at the roof.

He was in a grey room, a bit boring. He was in a wheelchair, his wrists, ankles and waist tied to it with a material a bit like leather.

Aw, okie.)

Harpy chirped.

D scooted over to Bella on her back, giving a gurgle sound. She didn't seem to be able to speak well, so just used sounds to comunicate.

He instantly hated it. All of it. He growled, trying to pull his arms up or move any part that was tied down.

Soultice purred more.

Bella had no idea what she was saying, so just listened to her.

Nope. He couldn't move. That's when someone tapped his head with something that felt like a pen or pencil.

Harpy patted his head, then nibbled his fur with her beak.

D chittered and squeaked, as if telling her something.

He yelped, trying to see who had done it.

Soultice purred even more.

She had no idea what she was saying, so just kept listening.

Well he couldn't turn his head fully, but he could catch glimpses of glowing teal hair.

She chirpped.

She noticed now and sighed.

He tried to move the chair to see who it was fully.

Soultice meowed.

"Sorry, I don't know what your trying to say."

The person turned the chair around for him. It was a man in a lab coat, with a white mask on his face. He seemed more slender then most, holding a clipboard and a pen.

She made a sound, trying to say he was cute.

"Is... oh kay." She said.

He growled. "Were am I?!"

Soultice purred more, meowing words back.

Bella sighed, "I should be able to understand."

The man didn't say anything, just tapping Dexter's head again with the pen.

Harpy's tail feathers wagged.

She tilted her head to ask how.

He huffed.