"Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, Benny!" You flick on your sunglasses as you lean on the counter, trying hard to be blasé about the situation. "Anything big going on today?" Clawhauser smiles at you, always a big fan of your flair.
"Nothing much, Officer Wilde!" He salutes with a giggle. "No big anniversaries or celebrations. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, just curious." You inhale his scent--it's fur and sugar--and you can tell your stomach needs him in it. "Say, I heard that we got a new shipment of snacks for the breakroom. You wanna head to the storeroom with me and see what we got?"
"Do I?!" The cheetah beams at the mention of snacks. "Let's go, Nick! You think Chief would mind if we take a couple before they get stocked?" He leaves the front desk and hurries to the storeroom. His form jiggles as he walks, making your stomach growl loudly. You're so hungry, but you're about to get your meal.
Clawhauser is already searching the shelves as you enter. The door makes a soft click as you lock it. "Find anything, Benny?"
"No, not yet." He frowns softly. "What snacks did you say we got again?"
"Oh, just one." You walk over to him and grin. "And it's cheetah flavored~"
"...What?" He doesn't seem to understand. Even better.
"You're the snack, Benny." As if to further your point, your stomach growls loudly. Clawhauser looks down at you, his expression changing into one of...
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