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” Spencer scoffed. When the blonde gets agitated that is when the cursing starts. And well Ashley got her started. And knowing Spencer was peeved made her pout, she pouted even more when she heard Spencer mumbling about binning her ‘Santa’s little helper’ outfit. She wasn’t even aware that Spencer owned such an outfit.

“Ashley, if we push it to much then its going to go through the window. You know that floor to ceiling window you insisted on!” Spencer retorted.

When the two women calmed down, they were able to hear a tiny whimpering noise. Ashley tried moving her head around the tree to see where the noise was coming from, but every move gained a stinging scratch. Spencer on the other hand knew exactly what was making the noise and where it was coming from.

“Spencer what is that noise?” Ashley asked slowly.

“Umm what noise? I don’t hear a noise Ashley.” Spencer replied and miraculously managed to shift the tree back to its up right position on her own. That was when Ashley knew Spencer knew more than she was letting on. The blonde has an amazing ability to be able to vanish out of any room when she’s under the spot light, especially when she was guilty of something.

While Ashley took a non pine scented breath of air and wiped herself down, Spencer made her get away with the box that she had left by the door.

“Hold it right there missy.” Ashley ordered in her ‘don’t fuck with me’ voice. It worked best on Spencer, made her shiver and moan every time. “What’s that in the box Spence?”

“Nothing” The blonde weakly replied with a shrug. She hadn’t turned round; unfortunately the surprise in the box was getting restless. The scratching against the cardboard and the whimpering had grown increasingly louder. Spencer groaned, Ashley was oblivious sometimes, but not stupid. It was easy to guess as to what was in the box.

“Oh Spencer, please tell me you didn’t.” Ashley moaned in disbelief, of all the things that Spencer has bought home in the past, she has never done this...never bought a living being back.

“I didn’t...well it’s not what you think.” Spencer insisted as she turned around, pulling her puppy face. Predicting such a face Ashley had already brought her disappointed face into play. The perfect counter attack to Spencer’s adorable nature, she just had to put the face on before seeing Spencer’s.

“Spencer.” Ashley stated lifting her left eye brow to make it official.

“Okay so it is what you think, but Ash you should have seen him. I couldn’t just leave him; it’s like minus 10 outside...that is freaking cold.” Spencer pleaded.

The box started to rock in her hands, so before she dropped it accidentally she placed it on the floor and un-did the folded flaps on the box. The folds weren’t even properly opened before a little brown head popped out looking around wildly. Its little tongue hung out the side of its mouth in its excitement.

“Spencer you have to take it back, you know I hate dogs. I’m sorry, but you can’t keep him.




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