Peter nodded. His girlfriends over the years had made a list of things that you really should remember when around humans. Crotch sniffing was a real no-no.
“Anymore of that coffee?”Kevin said as he walked slowly into the kitchen.
“Sure, let me get you a cup,” said Meg. She reached around Peter, grabbed a mug and poured Kevin a cup. “What do you want in it?” she asked.
“Just black coffee,” he said holding out his hand for the cup.
Meg smiled. She understood that whole ‘gotta have coffee before I’m made to think’ look that Kevin had.
“I see that Luc shifted again,” said Kevin. He was watching Luc checking out the back yard.
“Yeah, maybe things will get back to normal now,” said Peter.
“Nah, Ginny would still find things to yell at us for,” said Kevin.
“That’s why I work in the warehouse,” replied Peter.
Meg smiled. She was getting to know her fellow co-workers better and it helped her understanding of them as people and shifters. The idea of a pecking order had a whole different meaning when people had two natures. Now she wanted Luc to shift back so she could talk to him about everything that went on yesterday. She looked out the window and saw that he was headed back into the house.
The wolf came inside and found Soft One and the other two in the kitchen. He hurt and went to lay down on the big soft spot that smelled like Soft One.
“Well, I guess Luc may not be joining us for breakfast,” said Peter as he watched the wolf head back to the bedroom.
“Or, maybe he’s going off to shift privately?” suggested Meg.
“Could be, but from what I see, it looks like he is getting back into bed,” said Kevin peering around the corner.
“Oh,” said Meg. She wondered if she should follow, and decided to drink her coffee first.
*
The wolf jumped up on the bed and then smelled something. Cubs had been here. He sniffed around the room, and found a bag. The crumbs in the bag were good, as he licked the last of them up. Then he sniffed again. Walking over to the side of the room, he smelled the cubs scent on a small furry thing. He sniffed it. It didn’t smell like food, but it looked like food. He took it gently in his teeth and grabbed it to bring it down to his feet. As his jaws squeezed it, it began to make a noise.
“baaa, Beeeh, baaaaa, Beeeeh,” squeaked the toy sheep.
The wolf dropped it in surprise. It continued to make noise, and he hit at it trying to kill the noise. It didn’t work. It just continued to make noise. He hit at it again and it didn’t stop.
Meg and the two men heard the toy sheep go off, and headed for the bedroom. They stopped in the doorway and laughed. There on the bed was Luc, the huge wolf with a toy sheep going ‘baaa, Beeeh, baaaa, Beeeh’ under his paws. Every time it made noise, the wolf slapped at it with his paws as if that would kill it and make it stop.
“Oh, my god!” laughed Meg. She was laughing so hard, that her sides were hurting.
“I wish I had my camera,” laughed Peter.
All Kevin could do was laugh. He’d never seen such a ludicrous sight in his entire life. Better yet, it was Luc/Wolf that was the focus for the laughter.
The wolf looked at Soft One and the two-legged wolves who were making as much noise as the thing he had grabbed. He gave up trying to hit it and shoved it off to the floor and put his head down on his paws.
“I do believe that he’s embarrassed,” said Meg, trying to stop the laughter.
“I agree,” said Kevin. “I can’t wait to tease him about this.”
That statement sent Peter and Meg into another round of giggles. The thought of teasing Luc about the sheep was just so perfect. Meg looked back at the wolf and realized that he was beginning to shift back into human form.
“Guys, would you give me a few minutes. He’s shifting,” she said.
“Sure, I think I’ll see what I can cook for breakfast,” said Kevin.
“Me too,” said Peter. “Maybe make another pot of coffee.”
“Okay, thanks guys,” said Meg smiling as they literally ran for the kitchen. She moved into the bedroom and closed the door. She knew that Luc wasn’t body conscious, but still didn’t think he wanted an audience. She sat on the bed and waited for him to finish shifting.
Luc opened his eyes and stretched. His vision still wasn’t perfect, but he could see Meg sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face.
“Hello,” she said. “How are you feeling?”
“Um, a little sore and confused,” he said trying to get everything settled and into place.
“Did you enjoy your walk and the sheep?” she asked.
“Walk? Sheep?” he asked. Then he began to connect the feelings his wolfish side had been projecting with the look on her face. “Oh no, he didn’t,” Luc said looking around. There on the floor was a rather soggy chewed on stuffed sheep.
“Yeah, you did,” said Meg with a smile on her face. “In fact, you squeaked it a number of times and Peter, Kevin and I just couldn’t stop laughing.”
Luc blushed. It was especially prominent in the areas with fresh scars. He just rolled onto his stomach and buried his face in his hands. “Oh gods,” came the muffled statement from the bedding.
“It’s alright. We didn’t video it or anything. Hell, we didn’t even get pictures,” said Meg. She couldn’t resist teasing him.
“Well thank goodness for small favors,” said Luc in a ‘trying to be peeved’ voice. He was still so embarrassed. He got up off of the bed, picked up the sheep and dried it off. Then he stuck it up on a high shelf with some philosophy books.
“I think it will be safe up there,” said Meg with a smile.
“Yeah. Nietzsche on sheep. An interesting thought. I’m going to find my sleep pants and then I want some coffee,” Luc said as he looked under the covers for his sleep pants. He found them at the bottom of the bed. When he held them up, Luc realized that they were shredded. “Damn, I shifted in them,” he said.