1--The Arrival
Disclaimer: There is explicit Male on Male Bunnysex. If you are not supposed to read it, then don't. All characters are (C) Who they were inspired by. Story (C) Tristan Hawthorne.
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The Arrival
Tris started to panic. The lepine had to get his room clean by-"Augh!" Tris fell over, holding the trash bag in question as the door opened. His roommate looked around the room. On his side was the entertainment system, as always, with his Gamecube and Tris' PS2. His own bed was messily made, and the floor was rather clear, as was his desk. Tris' side however, was covered with a layer of assignments, clothes, bottles, wires, and bags that Tris referred to as the "Permacrud". His roommate then looked down at Tris in his big cargo jeans and tight t-shirt, sighed, and helped him up. Tris got up onto his rather large digigrade footpaws, nodded his thanks to the spider monkey, and sped out with the trash bag over his shoulder before his roommate could utter a single word. The simian looked out in time to see the white hare open the door at the end of the hall and disappear.
Tris leaped down the stairs, skipping three at a time and somehow not crashing into the full length windows at each landing. His room was at the end of the hall on the second floor, as far as possible for a male in Tan Oak. This fact was highlighted by the fact that Tan Oak was the furthest building from the rest of the campus, save the ones that were accessible by car. After reaching the bottom, he opened the door there into the mudroom before opening the door outside. He jumped the stoop completely and started sorting through the trash bag, chucking recyclables over his shoulder. Soon there came an objection. Tris turned to see a black wolf in blue jeans and a t-shirt, "Goddess, Tris, you coulda just sorted this crap out in your room..."
"Sorry Rowan." Tris threw the bag into the dumpster and started throwing bottles into the bottle bin. "I didn't know the Bitch patrol was on guard." Tris had known Rowan for the last seven years, having gone to high school with her as well, and she was now a freshman at his college. As a result, he knew for a fact that she had never been fazed by the word "Bitch", so it had become a Callsign of sorts. He stopped to chug water from a half full bottle before throwing it into the bin as well. He started throwing cardboard and paper into the paper bin.
"So... Why are you cleaning up so frantically?" Rowan tilted her head to one side.
"I'm meeting my online boyfriend for the first time ever today! He's come here!" Tris said frantically throwing a rather large pizza box into the recycling. Rowan was about to object to this (Or his bad grammar, we cannot be sure), but then Tris grabbed it before it could land and threw it in the dumpster.
Rowan finally realized what Tris had said, "Wait, he's coming here? I get to meet him?" She assumed a wide grin as her tail started swishing quickly and her paws rubbed together mischievously.
Tris turned at this and pointed at an invisible point, "No abusing, accosting, assaulting, bamboozling, bothering, bugging, crossing, defiling, eavesdropping, glomping, pestering, pinching, poking, prodding, ridiculing, soliciting, swindling, tricking, worrying, or otherwise annoying my boyfriend!"
Tris heard light applause. "Alphabetical order too, nice touch, Tris..." Kat stood on the stoop nearby. Contrary to her name, she was a canine. A mutt at that, and quite proud of her lack of ancestry. She had white fur and long crimson headfur. She always wore the sort of outfit that seemed somewhere between modern and renaissance
"Was it? I didn't notice." Tris blinked. Rowan patted him on the shoulder, shaking her head. "What?"
"Tris?" Rowan just sighed.
"What?" Tris blinked. One of his long ears floppy twitched, then lifted slightly, "Do you hear something?"
Rowan glared, "Damn lepine hearing..." She put on a look of concentration as she listened.
Kat grinned, "Brace yourself, Tris." She was looking behind him as the high pitched sound got louder.
Tris turned just in time to be knocked to the ground. Tris looked down at the furre clinging to his torso, nuzzling his chest. He saw orange headfur, long brown-furred ears with an earring, and the top of rather large glasses. "Bill!" Tris burst into a wide grin and hugged his boyfriend closer, if that was possible.
Kat watched for a bit, "Uhh... Do you guys need help getting up?"
Rowan grinned "I think they're both rather up-"
Tris glowered at Rowan, "What did I say?" He somehow managed to stand with a bunny clinging to him, pulling up Bill with him. He pet Bill softly, "How was your flight?"
Bill smiled up at Tris, showing his buck teeth, "Far too long..."
Tris craned his neck down to gently kiss Bill. Kat smiled at this, but Rowan looked bored. "So... Umm..." Rowan tried to get the lovers' attentions, "Let's go down to the commissary and get dinner." She started off toward the commissary.
Tris looked to Rowan, and then down to Bill, whose stomach growled audibly. Bill grinned as Tris nuzzled gently, "I think we should." Tris lead Bill toward the Commissary, one paw in the back pocket of his black slacks, Bill mirroring with his own paw in Tris' jeans back pocket. Kat followed behind them, smiling happily.
The commissary, otherwise known as the J, was on the top floor of the housing building, across the street from the residence complex Tris' hall was in. Luckily there was a bridge across to the third floor, just below the J, from the same level as the entrance of Tris' hall, so they would not have to descend into the canyon just to climb fleets of stairs. To get to the stairwell, however, the bridge ended on the walkway that went all the way around the housing building, the part that they had to walk along was protected by glass on both sides, one from the weather, the other from offices. Tris held the guardrail while he and Bill ascended the short flight of stairs to the J level. There were small laminated flyers declaring "USE GUARDRAILS, SLIPPERY WHEN WET." attached using plastic ties to the chain link fencing used to prevent anyone from slipping under the guardrails. Rowan turned at the top of the stairs to wait for them, as she had, as usual, taken the stairwell two steps at a time with her paws in her pockets as fast as she could. Tris shook his head at this and Bill looked ready to point out the signs when Kat said, "You're gonna break your leg one of these days, Rowan..."
"No, I'm not. I'm designed for the Ice and Snow. Like Tris." Rowan pointed at Tris' absolutely enormous footpaws.
"That's because he's half Snowshoe Hare." Kat said coming around Tris and Bill, who were taking a bit longer seeing as they were trying to go in unison.
"Can we stop talking about me like I'm not here?" Tris sighed, reaching the top of the stairwell with Bill. "Anyway, Rowan, aren't you a timber wolf? That's not so snowy..." He started to the automatic doors of the J, Bill matching his stride, despite his smaller stature. As they entered, Tris removed his paw from Bill's pocket, "I think we should cool it down a little in here, Love."
Bill nodded, "Alright, baby." He said removing his paw, but not before copping a subtle feel of Tris' rump through his jeans, making him meep in surprise. Bill grinned widely before scurrying into line, Tris chasing him. Rowan and Kat giggled at this, following. After paying (Tris paying for himself and Bill since he didn't have a meal card), they all went over to a round table. Tris bared his fangs and bit into his burger, causing Bill to jump. "What the fuck?"
Tris turned with his mouth full, "Wha?"
"I-I thought that you just had fangs for RPs online..." Bill looked a little frightened.
Tris swallowed, realizing he had forgotten to explain this phenomenon. "My mother was a Polar bear, my Father, a Snowshoe Hare. I'm omnivorous, have fangs, and black skin under my white fur." He held up a paw to show off his black pawpads. "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, love."
Bill leaned over and kissed Tris, pulling away with a bit of ketchup on his cheek, "It's alright, baby, you just scared me is all."
Tris smiled and wiped off the ketchup, "Good." He kept eating while a few other furres joined the table. Lauren, a male St Banard, was blinking at Tris and Bill. Tris grinned, his fangs now more evident, "I thought you knew I was gay, Lauren. After all, you freak out when I so much as lick an Ice cream cone." Bill snorted halfway through chewing his salad as Rowan burst into tumultuous giggles.
Kat noticed that there wasn't one Coke but three on Bill's tray, "I take it you like Coke..."
Tris grinned, "My little chemical-dependant bunny..." Bill made a rather happy noise and leaned up against Tris' tight shirt clad chest. "He needs the caffeine..." Tris explained, petting Bill.
A blue haired cat came up and sat down, "Okay, we're gonna try to break our record! Seventeen or bust!"
"Oh, no..." Tris slid all his plates off his tray and slid the tray under Bill's tray, before putting his plates on Bill's tray and sliding it in front of him. He then picked up the very confused Bill and put him on his lap. "Ready." Before Bill could ask what was going on, more furres started pulling up chairs and sliding in trays. Tris started counting. "Alright, we're at thirteen. We need four more!" Trays were stacked as Tris continued to eat around Bill and Bill looked around confused. Tris explained between chews of his burger, "Every dinner we try to get as many furres at one table as possible for as long as possible. Our present record is sixteen, but only for a few seconds before someone left. Here, have some of my fries." Bill nodded, a little overwhelmed, and ate a French fry. Tris finished his burger and gently cuddled with Bill on his lap, which helped Bill deal with the fact that there were fourteen other furres at the table talking energetically.
The cat with blue hair saw someone go by, "Hey, wanna join our table? We need one more to break our present record!"
The tall weasel looked over the table and saw Tris and Bill, before grabbing a chair and wedging himself in next to Tris. "Well, who's this?"
Tris looked at the weasel and said simply, "This is my Boyfriend." He held Bill a little closer for effect, "So, how goes illustration?"
The weasel got up and left, much to the cat's dismay. "Oh, we had it! We need to hold it for more than a minute!"
"Who was that?" Bill asked quietly.
"The weasel who keeps flirting with me." Tris nuzzled back.
"Oh. I thought you told him about me?" Bill raised an eyebrow.
"He didn't believe me before now." Tris explained, before taking a straw, unwrapping one end, and blowing the wrapper straight into the mane of the lion across the table trying to have a tender conversation with his girlfriend, a mouse. Bill giggled maniacally at this. Tris grinned too as the lion didn't notice the wrapper in his tangled mane, but the mouse in his lap reached up and plucked it out, causing him to glare straight at Tris, which made him burst out giggling too.
The lion grabbed a straw and attempted to send one back at Tris and Bill but it turned in midair and hit Rowan, who took the frilly toothpick from her sandwich and a straw and used it as a blow dart. It hit the lion in the nostril and stuck. "That's how it's done, boys." Rowan grinned evilly.
Tris smiled, "Well, I'm full." Bill grinned back at him. Tris grinned too, "You coming with?"
"Of course." Bill slid off Tris' lap and Tris stood. They took their trays to the return as Rowan and Kat burst into giggles and Lauren stuck out his tongue in disgust. Tris and Bill's paws reassumed their positions, but not before Tris' grabbed Bill's ass, causing him to look up, grinning, "Ass grabber."
"You know it." Tris grinned and leaned in for a kiss. Bill went up as high as he could on his plantagrade feet to meet Tris halfway.
They heard "Awwww..." coming from behind them. Tris looked back to see Rowan waving. Tris rolled his eyes with a smile before he and Bill exited down the opposite flight of stairs from the side of the entrance.
Bill looked up at Tris, "Are they always that... You know."
Tris smiled, "Energetic? No."
Bill smiled too, "Good."
Tris grinned mischievously, "Usually they're more hyper."
"Meep." Bill's eyes widened.
"I'm kidding, love." Tris smiled warmly as they approached where the bridge met the stairs leading from the canyon floor. Then his smile faded. "No... Not now..."
"What's wrong?" Bill looked a bit worried.
"BROTHER!!!" A lioness with long dark magenta hair ran straight towards them. Tris pulled Bill and himself out of the way as Tris' surrogate sister, Leona, sped by.
Tris yelped as she came around for another try at getting in a bone shattering hug with him, "Bill, may I introduce my best friend since Middle School, Leona. Don't worry, she'll calm down in a moment or two. She just has over-enthusiastic greetings."
Leona managed to grab a hold of Tris' free arm and squeezed it against her bosom happily. "It's been so long since I've claimed your arm bro." She finally noticed Bill. "I remember you. I scared you online!"
Bill blinked, "Oh. Yes. Um..."
A Snow Lynx walked up, "Leona, give back Tris' arm right now."
Tris blinked, "Markie? You came up here too?"
"But it's my arm..." Leona whined.
Bill nearly glared, "Excuse me, but this male is all mine." He clinged closer.
"Yup." Markie smiled up at Tris, being rather short herself. She noticed Bill at his comment, "I see you finally got your boyfriend."
"Oh, how rude I am..." Tris flustered, missing the rules of grammar completely, "Markie is girlfriend of Leona, Bill."
Bill and Markie looked at each other, then up at Tris, and both started giggling at the same time. Leona, during this period, went over to Markie, apparently forsaking the arm she had claimed moments before. Tris looked lost, "What did I say?"
"You missed a transitive verb and a possessive tense, before scrambling to Yoda's thought patterns, baby." Bill smiled lovingly.
"Grammar Nazi." Tris grinned.
"Sieg Heil baby." Bill grinned back. Leona and Markie just looked at each other, before bursting out giggling.
Tris blushed, "So where are you two staying?"
"With Rowan." Markie smiled. Tris made an audible noise of distress. Markie looked confused, "What? She didn't tell you?"
"One, she didn't tell me you two were showing up the same time as Bill." Tris said, a little flustered. Bill tried to calm him down by reaching up and stroking his long black headfur. He did get less flustered but a little distracted. He continued. "Two, her suite has a balcony directly over the window of my room." It was Bill's turn to make a sound of distress. Tris now pet Bill softly, "I am so closing my drapes tonight..."
"I can't believe you think I'd do that! Just because you wrote me doing that in one of your stories-"
"Means he knows you well." Rowan walked up behind the two lagomorphs. Bill jumped. Tris turned.
"Okay, there's that." Leona said, not offended in the least. Bill looked a bit worried.
Tris noticed this, "Look, I'm not having you kill yourselves trying to see any alleged sexual activities."
"Alleged?" Bill smirked.
Tris whispered to Bill, "You're not helping..." and attempted to remain civil while holding back the evil grin that was creeping up on him.
Rowan grinned, "We won't kill ourselves, one of my Roomies is a Squirrel."
Bill meeped. Tris glared, then blinked. "Wait, then how are Leona and Markie staying with you? You only have three beds and two other roommates squeezed into a two person suite!"
"Justified by the fact that we have a balcony, those bastards..." Rowan growled, but then her disposition lightened, "But at least that gives me a place to do my Rituals."
"R-r-r-rituals?" Bill clung to Tris.
Tris pet Bill softly, "Rowan's Wiccan. She needs candles for her worship, which aren't allowed to be burnt in the Residence Halls."
"I still don't see why..." Rowan pouted.
"Hmmm..." Tris feigned deep thought, "Maybe because the building is made of wood? And we're in the woods?"
"But we can't even light incense!" Rowan exclaimed.
"That would set off the Smoke Detector. And the smoldering embers from it could set alight paper and cause a larger fire." Tris explained. Bill nodded. Markie seemed to agree too. Leona seemed like she wanted some doughnuts.
"Hey, Rowan!" Kat walked up. "I'm not going to be back at the room tonight. I'm gonna sleep over with Rainbow."
"Score! That means you two can have Kat's bed!" Rowan grinned, turning back to Leona and Markie.
"What?" Kat blinked.
"Don't worry," Rowan waved her roommate off dismissively. "I'll change your sheets first."
"You never told me we were having company! Does our LGA know?"
"LGA?" Markie raised an eyebrow.
Tris sighed, "Its what we call our RA's"
"Oh." Markie shrugged.
Bill looked up at Tris, "What's an RA?"
Rowan looked over, "Residence Advisor" She looked back to Kat despite Tris' grumbling about stealing his exposition. "No, but I was going to."
"Better do it quick, the sun's going down." Kat nodded to the red skies to the West. She turned and headed for another Residence Hall in the cluster that Tan Oak was in.
Leona looked down the canyon, "What's that?" She pointed.
Rowan followed her gesture, "That's the 'Giant's Cupboard'."
"It's like a rip-off of 7-11 of the students, by the students, for the students." Tris elaborated, "I buy DeGiorno microwavable Pizzas there."
"Ooooooh! Let's go get food!" Leona danced a bit, tugging at Markie's sleeve.
Rowan raised an eyebrow, "They don't take cash. You have a credit card on you?"
"Umm... I think it's in my bags..." Leona looked around. "Where'd we leave our bags?"
"We left them in the mudroom of Tan Oak because we couldn't get in." Markie reminded Leona with a pat on the top of her head.
"Why don't you take my Food card while Tris and I help Markie take the bags up to my room?" Rowan suggested.
"One, I notice I've been drafted without my permission. Again." Tris sighed. "Two, your food card is also your room card. How will you get in?"
"Crystal will let us in." Rowan grinned. "And of course. You didn't think you had a say in the matter did you? Silly rabbit."
"Hare/bear." Tris automatically corrected. "Okay, I'll help."
Rowan handed Leona the card and she sped off to the stairs down into the canyon. The remaining group walked over to Tan Oak. They entered the Mudroom, where the three bags still sat. Tris grabbed the largest, pulled out his card, swiped it through the door, entered his password and opened the door, all with one paw. "Ooooh... Nice security..." Bill grinned.
"It's good most of the time, like when hobos sleep in the mudroom. But that only has happened in Maple this year." Tris explained, turning on the Mudroom's light switch, which was under a label that said, "Help keep your community safe! Keep on the lights after dark!" Bill looked a little frightened of the prospect of Hobos spending the night in dormitory mudrooms. "But sometimes people keep it open a crack so that their friends can come in and that leaves it open for anyone to waltz into the dorm..." This alarmed Bill even more. "Don't worry, every door to a room also has the card lock." They started up the stairs. They got up to Tris' floor and Tris handed his key card to Bill, "My room is the last room before the suite at the end of the hall, number (Explicit material Deleted) And the password is the first four digits of your birthday." Tris leaned down to kiss Bill gently while Bill blushed at the fact that it was his own birthday that Tris used for his password. He scampered down the hall excitedly. Tris smiled and kept on up the stairs while Markie and Rowan both cheered on Tris for his behavior. Tris blushed at some of the things that they said before reaching Rowan's floor and entering the hall. It was easy to find Rowan's room, since she lived directly above Tris, and so he knocked on the last door on the right.
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Downstairs, Bill used Tris' keycard and punched in his birthday. He pouted as it turned red, then realized that he forgot to put zeros in for placeholders. He did it again and the little light turned green. He opened the door to see the empty room and recognized the messy half as Tris'. He smiled, shaking his head lovingly and noticed something taped to the wall just inside the door. It was a note from Tris' Roommate.
"Tris-
I won't be back tonight, since I'm going over to a study buddy's to cram for midterms. See you sometime tomorrow-"
As soon as Bill read that far, he grinned mischievously.
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Tris came back down the stairs and walked down the hall whistling happily only to find his door closed. He looked down and from under the door the corner of his key was peeking. He pulled it out from under the door and used it to unlock the door. The first thing he noticed lying on the ground just inside the door was Bill's button up shirt. Closely followed by Bill's slacks pooled in the middle of the room. And some briefs. And there was Bill, laying provocatively on Tris' bed. Completely naked. "Why, hello, Loverboy..." Tris nearly fainted. Instead he peeled off his tight-fitting t-shirt and undid his belt hurriedly. Bill grinned behind his thick glasses. Tris undid his huge jeans to let them slide off, revealing his black boxers with the words "Crown Jewels" around the crotch. Bill licked his lips as Tris stepped out of his massive pile of jeans and slid his thumbs into his waistband, slowly beginning to sway his hips. "Why Tris..." Bill began to become visibly aroused, the metal of his Prince Albert showing, to which Tris licked his lips, "I thought you only danced in character..."
Tris grinned, slowly beginning to gyrate his hips, "I've been practicing for you, Love." He froze when he heard giggling. He ran to the window just in time to see Markie get pulled back up by Rowan. "Dammit."
Bill pouted, then grinned, "Are there showers on this floor, baby?"
Tris grinned evilly then grabbed his bathrobe, throwing it to Bill and grabbing his keycard from where he dropped it, before opening the door. He looked up and down the hall. Remarkably, there was no one there. Bill playfully slapped Tris' ass as he came up behind him. Tris looked back and grinned, "All clear, love..." They bolted into the hall, closing the door behind them. They got to the door to the bathroom and Tris opened it, hitting the light switch. The lights flickered on eerily, but Tris pressed forth, going around the corner to the next light switch. This one turned on immediately, accompanied by a loud hum. There were three shower stalls and a row of lockers. On one of the walls was a poster of a Rooster being choked by a muscular arm with the universal symbol for "NO" over it.
Bill blinked at it, "What's that mean?"
"Don't strangle your Cock" Tris winked.
Bill grinned. "I'd never be mean to your Cock, baby..." He winked, "Unless you wanted me to..."
Tris took his bathrobe off of Bill gently, baring his lithe form to the relative cold of the bathroom, of which the window was always open. Tris opened one of the stalls and turned on the water. Bill smirked and stepped in as Tris peeled off his boxers, tossing them over his shoulder. Tris entered the Stall and locked the door behind them. Bill fell to his knees and nuzzled at Tris' sheath, chuuring lightly. Tris moaned softly, stroking Bill's headfur even as it was dampened. Bill looked up through his water-streaked glasses at Tris, grinning. He started to lick at the top of Tris' sheath and was instantly rewarded with the tip of Tris' black cock emerging from the furry flap of skin. Bill licked this gently as Tris moaned again, grinding his hips forward, sliding his sheath down, revealing his fat black cockhead. Bill took this between his lips and began to suckle gently. Tris muuured deeply, reverberating throughout the bathroom. The cock grew into Bill's mouth steadily as he suckled, keeping his nose flush with Tris' black curly pubes, even as they were straightening from the water running down his chest and flat white furred stomach. Bill slid his tongue along the shaft in his mouth, one paw occupied by rolling the heavy balls around in its grasp, the other squeezing Tris' firm ass. Soon the cockhead pressed against the back of Bill's throat, making him want to gag, but Bill suppressed the reflex and swallowed, pulling the tip of the cock into his throat. Tris moaned as his love, who he had only ever seen face to face earlier that day, deep-throated him. Bill churred around the cock in his throat and suckled and swallowed. He then slid one finger into the crack of Tris' ass and rubbed against the tailhole lightly, before pressing in. Tris gasped, clenching his ring around the invading finger as Bill probed deeper, hitting pleasurable nerve endings. Bill continued swallowing and fingering until he felt the long shaft in his mouth and throat twitch a bit. He slid off it quickly as it spasmed. He watched it calm down, then licked the head as Tris moaned, "You little cocktease..."
"You love it..." Bill responded grinning and slowly stood. Tris looked inquisitive before Bill jumped up and wrapped his legs around Tris' hips, landing with his rump almost pressed against the throbbing cock. Bill kissed Tris passionately. Tris moaned and ground his hips up, trying to penetrate. Tris, as most virgins do, missed the first time. Bill slid his ass down to the cock, impaling himself. Tris moaned, pressing his tongue into Bill's mouth. Bill sucked on Tris' tongue lovingly as he began to lower himself further onto Tris' shaft. Tris began to slowly thrust his hips forward, pressing Bill's back against the wall of the shower. Bill broke the kiss and began licking and kissing Tris' neck as he thrust harder. Tris' large footpaws pressed down against the tile, keeping him from slipping as his lithe muscular legs worked, pushing his hips forward, thrusting into Bill. He grunted as the smaller lapine's form was wracked with pleasure. Tris began to thrust faster, panting softly. Bill moaned, the thick cock in his tailhole owning him completely. He returned his love in the form of licks and kisses to the larger lepine's neck. Tris' thrusts became erratic as he felt his orgasm begin to creep up on him. Bill began to bear down harder on the thrusting cock, clenching in rhythm with Tris' thrusts. In response, Tris slid his paw down Bill's thin form and began to stroke at the nerdy bunny's cock, tweaking his Prince Albert. Bill squealed in pleasure as his cock spasmed and sprayed his hot seed all over Tris' belly and chest. Tris hilted a moment later and cried out, his own cock pumping his thick sticky cum into his love for the first time. They stayed there for what seemed to be an eternity, planting kisses on each other's necks, kissing each other tenderly, and feeling their afterglow, still joined as one by Tris' slowly softening member.
Bill finally unhooked his footpaws from each other above Tris' tail, letting them flop down to hang about an inch above the floor. Tris gently pulled out and Bill clenched his tailhole. "I wanna keep a bit of you in me..." Bill grinned at Tris' inquisitive look, rubbing his lower abdomen. Tris smiled and began to rub the cum out of Bill's chestfur as the water fell down upon them. Bill reached up and rubbed Tris' chest lovingly, working his cum out of Tris' fur too.
When they were clean they opened the door to see a ferret on the floor, a bit of blood draining into the drain nearby. "HOLY SHIT!" Tris cried as Bill clung to him. The furre slowly stirred. "Hey... Guy... You okay?" The ferret moaned. Tris turned off the water so he could hear better. "Hey. Are you alright?" The furre pushed up with his paws and turned its head towards Tris and Bill. It's eyes were completely white, the pupils barely visible. It's neck was at a weird angle, as if it were broken. It snarled as it stood. Tris closed the door to the stall as the ferret staggered towards them. He locked the door as the furre ran into it. Bill clung to Tris as the ferret pressed consistently against the door. Tris unlocked the door and kicked it open using his massive footpaw and powerful leg. The ferret was flung against the lockers across from the shower stalls. Tris grabbed his robe and Bill and ran by the ferret as he slowly began to get back up. They ran into the hall as Tris slipped on the robe, pulling the keycard out of his pocket as Bill ran with him, under the robe, clinging tightly to his waist. Tris looked back as another furre, who he recognized as the guy who never closed his door, staggered into the hall starling bestially, his eyes glazed over. He had a bloody wound in his shoulder. Tris picked up Bill and ran faster. He slid the card, entered the code, and opened the door with one paw and entered, carrying Bill. He slammed the door behind him and set down the still dripping Bill on his bed. Tris shouted out at last: "What the fuck was that!?!"