{"sf1_id":1354018,"sf2_id":"GnDaOG81","title":"Satellite","author":"wheresmysocks","words":1889,"posted_at":"2018-07-25T03:10:35.000Z","tags":["Border Collie","Cuddling","Female","Greentext","Human","Male","Thunder","lightning","storm"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1354018-satellite","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDaOG81","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/44/d6/44d6a848-b466-4862-83b5-9fd64c075800","description":"Anon calms his Border Collie roommate down after a stressful couple days for her.","content":"SATELLITE  \n  \n\\\u003eBe Anon  \n\\\u003eYou were 27 years old, standing at a height of 5'11\".  \n\\\u003eIt was Saturday night, during late Summer.  \n\\\u003eThe weather had been cooler lately, with several large thunderstorms rolling through the area as of late.  \n\\\u003eRight now, for example.  \n\\\u003eCurrently, you were laying down in bed in your apartment, staring out the window, bored as hell, just watching the lightning storm.  \n\\\u003eIt was pretty late, but you just couldn't seem to get to sleep.  \n\\\u003eThrough the open blinds, you could see (and hear) fat drops of rain beating against the windowpanes. It was the kind of weather you loved, when the thunder would cause the floor to rumble slightly. Something about it was just comforting to you.  \n\\\u003eWhen every minute or so when the room would be lit up for a split second by a flash of lightning, quickly followed by the deep rumble of thunder, it was just comforting to you somehow.  \n\\\u003eYou thought it was relaxing. You've always liked storms.  \n\\\u003eUnfortunately for her, your roommate in no way shared your feelings for the current weather.  \n\\\u003eYour roommate, an Anthro Border Collie gal named Sarah, had always been pretty skittish around storms. Thunderstorms in particular, though she never would explain why.  \n\\\u003eAs a result of her phobia, she had been having quite the tough time lately.  \n\\\u003eDuring the past couple of days, every time a clap of thunder would ring out, you would see Sarah flinch hard and jump a bit, followed by some quiet whining and seeking the nearest blanket to crawl under and cover herself with.  \n\\\u003eIt would be pretty sad if it wasn't so cute.  \n\\\u003ePoor Sarah.  \n  \n\\\u003eCurrently, you were just laying in bed, letting the sound of rain lull you to sleep.  \n\\\u003eJust as you were about to drift off though, you heard a noise out in the hallway.  \n\\\u003eIt was sound of claws quickly clacking against the wood floor.  \n\\\u003eYou groggily flip over, facing your door just as it slowly creaked open.  \n\\\u003eSure enough, illuminated by the light from her phone, stood Sarah in your doorway.  \n\\\u003e\"A-Anon? Are you awake?\"  \n\\\u003eThere's another sudden flash of lightning, this one pretty close to your building, and a loud roll of thunder that seems to shake the floor and walls.  \n\\\u003eYou can her a loud yelp from Sarah, who very nearly drops her phone, fumbling with it in the dark.  \n\\\u003eYou softly speak to her, acknowledging her presence and confirming that you were, in fact, awake.  \n\\\u003eShe whined loudly, quickly shuffling into your room.  \n\\\u003e\"I'm sorry to bother you... I know you're trying to sleep.\"  \n\\\u003e\"But... Um...\"  \n\\\u003eHer ears flick back for a moment, and she sheepishly smiles.  \n\\\u003e\"C-Can I share the bed with you?\"  \n\\\u003eBefore you can respond, she continues:  \n\\\u003e\"Just for tonight! Uh... The storm. I can't get to sleep.\"  \n\\\u003eAnother sudden flash of lightning and loud rumble of thunder, and this time she \\*does\\* drop her phone.  \n\\\u003eWith the light out, you can't see her anymore, your night vision nonexistent. Her having black fur didn't help either.  \n\\\u003eYou gently sighed as she whined in the dark, and pulled the blanket back for her.  \n\\\u003eHer night vision way better than yours, Sarah immediately crawled into your bed, pressing her front against you and gently pulling the covers over herself.  \n\\\u003eIt was only a twin sized bed, so she had to get real close to keep herself from falling off the edge of the bed.  \n\\\u003eShe was warm and fluffy, her soft fur pressing against your bare chest. Shit, you probably should have put on a shirt. Thank God you were at least wearing pajama bottoms.  \n\\\u003eAnother crack of thunder and lightning, and she quickly wrapped her arms around you, her legs curling up close between the two of you.  \n\\\u003eWithout a word, she buried her muzzle into your shoulder, and you can hear her take a couple quick sniffs.  \n\\\u003eShe seemed to relax almost immediately, her grip on you loosening.  \n\\\u003eYou pet the top of her head, earning a satisfied huff from the Border Collie.  \n  \n\\\u003eThe two of you just laid there together, listening to the sound of rain and the occasional crack of thunder.  \n\\\u003eShe would of course shiver each time it happened, gripping you tighter for a moment.  \n\\\u003eLucky for you though, you knew the perfect method to calm her down. Almost every time, it would work every time.  \n\\\u003eYou freed one of your arms from her grip, eliciting an annoyed huff as she tried to wrangle it back into her floof.  \n\\\u003eShe would stop in her tracks though as soon as your fingers would make contact with her soft head.  \n\\\u003eYou started to softly stroke the fluff on the top of her head, causing her to practically melt into you, going completely limp.  \n\\\u003eWithin minutes, you were pretty certain she was fast asleep.  \n\\\u003eAs she began to snooze softly, her head nestled into your neck under the blankets.  \n\\\u003eGood dog.  \n\\\u003eHer fur tickled against your skin, but it's something you had become used to by now. This scenario had played out more than once by now...  \n\\\u003eIn any case, it felt good to have Sarah by your side.  \n\\\u003ePetting the Collie one last time, you yawned and got ready to finally fall asleep.  \n\\\u003eSarah clearly had objections to that plan though, as the second you would stop petting her, she began to softly whine in her sleep, wiggling slightly.  \n\\\u003eNot wanting to disappoint, you kept on petting her.  \n\\\u003eYou're not sure how long you ran your hands over her soft fluffy head, but you ended up falling asleep as you did it.  \n  \n\\\u003eYou cracked your eyes open, deeply sighing through your nose.  \n\\\u003eYawning, you tried to sit up, only to be stopped by a mysterious weight.  \n\\\u003eAt first you were confused, until you looked directly to your right.  \n\\\u003eSarah was still laying here, with your torso held in a deathgrip as her muzzle was buried into your shoulder, blowing warm air onto your neck with every breath.  \n\\\u003eStill groggy, you had almost forgotten about last night...  \n\\\u003eIn any case, here came the fun part. Trying to get out of bed without waking her.  \n\\\u003eAlright, well... Baby steps first.  \n\\\u003eYou tried to scooch over to the left side of the bed, only to be met by the first problem.  \n\\\u003eThe second you jostled her even a little, she would let out a cute little whine.  \n\\\u003eYeah, this was gonna be a problem...  \n\\\u003eYou were gonna have to just take it slow.  \n  \n\\\u003eAround 20 minutes later, you managed to somehow achieve an almost impossible task.  \n\\\u003eYou had managed to get up out of bed, grab a set of clothes, and exit the bedroom, all without waking Sarah.  \n\\\u003eIt took some extremely advanced maneuvering, but you managed to leave her alone in bed with a large pillow in her grip instead of your body.  \n\\\u003eBeing your pillow, it smelled like your head too, to which her nose was none the wiser.  \n\\\u003eNow that you were free, you looked around the apartment.  \n\\\u003eIt was the early morning, with the rain still pattering against the window.  \n\\\u003eIf you remembered the forecast accurately, most of the storm should have passed on by now, leaving only some scattered showers.  \n\\\u003eAs you couldn't hear any thunder, you supposed it must have been correct. Good for Sarah, at least.  \n\\\u003eAfter a quick bathroom break, you walked into the small kitchen for a glass of water, looking at the clock on the microwave.  \n\\\u003eIt was only 7 AM, still somewhat dark outside.  \n\\\u003eUsually Sarah would have been up for a run by now, but it didn't seem like that was gonna happen with the rain going on.  \n\\\u003eShe had always been annoyed at the prospect of getting her fur wet, especially for no good reason.  \n\\\u003eFilling a glass, you looked over at the cupboards and fridge, an idea flashing through your mind.  \n\\\u003eHey. Sarah hadn't been feeling too great because of the weather the past few days. Why not treat her to some breakfast?  \n\\\u003eYour mind made up, you set the now empty glass next to the sink.  \n\\\u003eYou were gonna make her some blueberry pancakes, her favorite, and there wasn't a damn thing\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;in the world that could stop you.  \n\\\u003eMoving quickly, so Sarah wouldn't wake up and ruin the surprise, you took out all the ingredients you need.  \n\\\u003eAnd since you weren't particularly skilled at cooking, the ingredients consist of just Bisquick, milk, and eggs. You couldn't forget the blueberries, either. She had picked them up for you from the store, since she knew you liked them.  \n\\\u003eYou slapped most of the ingredients into a bowl, and mixed them up good. You added the blueberries, and then got prepped to cook up a nice amount of pancakes. Sarah may not look like it, but \\*man\\* could she get an appetite sometimes, especially for breakfast food.  \n\\\u003eTaking a moment to grease up a cast iron pan, you poured in some batter and started cooking the sweet discs up.  \n  \n\\\u003e20 minutes later, you had a good stack of pancakes cooked, more than enough for the two of you.  \n\\\u003eSure, some of them may have been a little dark around the edges, but you'd eat those ones. Nobody makes every pancake perfect!  \n\\\u003eAs if right on cue, you hear your door click open.  \n\\\u003eLooking into the hallway, you could see a tired Collie slowly walking through the hall.  \n\\\u003eHer nose twitched, Sarah stopping in her tracks as she sniffed the air.  \n\\\u003eShe perked up as soon as the scent of blueberry pancakes hit her nose, the 6' dog flying over to the kitchen as she rushed to see the stack you had prepared.  \n\\\u003eShe had a huge smile on her face, her nose sniffing at the air madly.  \n\\\u003e\"Anon! You made pancakes!?\"  \n\\\u003eShe stopped in the kitchen, admiring the large amount of pancakes you had sitting on a plate.  \n\\\u003e\"With blueberries, too... My favorite...\"  \n\\\u003eShe looked to you with a warm grin before pouncing.  \n\\\u003eYou were wrapped in a tight hug, the Collie gal rubbing her snout against your face and neck.  \n\\\u003e\"You're the best, Anon...\"  \n\\\u003eSmiling, you told her to take a seat. You'd fix her up a nice plate.  \n\\\u003eNot wasting any time, she quickly plopped herself down at the table, her tail wagging the whole time.  \n\\\u003eAs you put a plate loaded with pancakes in front of her, Sarah began to butter the pancakes, not wanting to put any jam or syrup on them.  \n\\\u003eAs much as it must pain her, she waited to eat until you were sitting with her at the table, a plate of your own in front of her.  \n\\\u003eYou put some butter on your pancakes as well, and then both of you dug in.  \n\\\u003eAfter all, pancakes always tasted better when you had them with a friend.  \n\\\u003eSarah turned to look at you as she swallowed a mouthful of her breakfast.  \n\\\u003e\"Hey, Anon...\"  \n\\\u003eShe gave you a shy smile, her ears swiveled back.  \n\\\u003e\"Do you, uh, think we could maybe go back to bed after this? I'm, um, still a little tired. O-Or we could just hang out on the couch!\"  \n\\\u003eYou chuckled a bit, making the Collie whine and look away.  \n\\\u003eOf course you would cuddle with her some more.  \n\\\u003eJust as soon as you finished these pancakes, of course.  \n  \nEND"}