Mejo laughed as the Pomeranian went toppling into Abbigal. Smiling as he watched the adorable dog with happy eyes. He was confused when he saw Abbigal turn pink. It was puzzling but he soon brushed it off as nothing. He tilted his head to the side. â€œYou are welcome Mistress Abbigal.â€ He sometimes slipped up and called her Mistress. Not often though as he was quite defiant about doing such a thing. once in awhile it just slippd out of his mouth though. He cheered as she said she could take him to go get that yummy ice cream. â€œYAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!â€ he cried out in delight. He moved over to sit by her when she sat in a chair. â€œSwimming sounds like fun. I actually have one of those swim pants you picked out for me.â€ He said with a smile. She had gotten it for him when she mentioned and promised to teach him to swim when he saw people doing it in a neighborhood swimming pool. It had looked like so much fun. He hugged her back happily. Thankfully right now she hadnâ€™t tried to make him do something he didnâ€™t want to do. The last time she had they had gotten into an arguement over it. He made a face about wearing the pendant but nodded his head. â€œOkay Abbigal. Iâ€™ll wear it if you say it will be easier for you.â€ Even though his wings were TECHNICALLY still there he felt naked without them actually there. It was strange being without the three wings. He understood why she told him he needed to wear it at times though. So he was â€œnormalâ€ and not with three strangely greenish white wings. He smiled still. â€œWhen do we go?â€ He asked with eager hopefulness.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Heji watched the rope curve back and vanish back into the wooden handle. That wooden handle thing made a good leash when Silva was in his ocelot form. It was still strange and he wished when his lover was in ocelot form he didnâ€™t have to use it. Yet to go with society he had to. Still deep down he felt bad he had to do it. Silva didnâ€™t SEEM to mind. So maybe it was alright. Maybe. He didnâ€™t feel to certain of that. â€œIts alright if you donâ€™t Silva. Just know he wonâ€™t take you from me without a fight.â€ He hoped not at least. â€œAnyways...enough negative talk.â€ He said with a smile. He watched a smile cross Silvaâ€™s lips and smiled more. In all technicality he was taking Silva on a date. He just didnâ€™t plan to openly admit that. â€œTo dinner then the next place is a surprise.â€ He pulled Silva into him and hugged him close. He placed a kiss on the other males lips before he took him by the hand. Leading him out of the house and into the streets. â€œWeâ€™re going to eat at one of my favorite restraunts.â€ He said honestly. It was also a very romantic place to eat. He left that little tidbit out too. He smiled and led Silva all the way to the restraunt. Holding his hand the entire time. He smiled and didnâ€™t say anything further. Leading him inside. â€œA table for two.â€ He said. Getting told right away sir and being taken to a place with a romantic view of the river that ran through one side of the city. â€œOrder anything you want Silva.â€ He said. Ordering them a large order of mozarella sticks from the Italian restruant appetizer section on the menu. Sitting across from silva at the table for two.