{"sf1_id":379491,"sf2_id":"ZmM7jXL1","title":"Grey's Adventures: Chapter One - What are Friends For?","author":"Grey the Floydian Sergal","words":1878,"posted_at":"2012-05-20T18:32:00.000Z","tags":["Bed","Breakfast","Capri","Car","Classic Car","College","Dragoness","Female","Ford","Friendship","Housemates","Human","Lesbian","Male","Metal","Northern","Rock","Sergal","Shower","Student","america","flat cap","pink floyd"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/379491-grey-s-adventures-chapter-one-what-are-friends-for","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmM7jXL1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a2/05/a2059b47-887d-4ad4-8263-f87ebfe9c3b8","description":"#1 of Grey's Adventures\n\nMy first story in a long time \u0026 my first for Grey. This is a series made to explore the sergal's adventures. Later chapters will become more explicit","content":" **Grey's Adventures**  \n**by Callum E Hancock**\n\n**Chapter One: What are Friends for?**\n\nIt is a Monday morning. Bleeding Mondays, worst day of the week. The sun is just rising up over the gentle rolling hills. Near a large deciduous forest is a small red brick cottage that is the home to very misunderstood character. Inside a maroon walled bedroom. There is a double bed with a white wall design on the duvet \u0026 snoozing away underneath is a seven foot tall sergal whose feet \u0026 tail poke out at the bottom of the bed. Soon, an alarm plays Pink Floyd's Time. Only the ticking is playing right now but suddenly the chiming clocks blare out \u0026 the sergal literally leaps out of bed with his fur standing on end from the shock. He realises it's the alarm \u0026 grumbles.  \n\"Chose a nice random track for this mornin' like 'asn't it?\", he mumbles as he goes across the bed to turn it off. His accent would suggest that he comes from the county of Yorkshire in Northern England. He stretches his naked, furred form as he neatens the duvet \u0026 yawns, walking out of the bedroom \u0026 into the bathroom. He looks out of the window over to see the sun's early rays creep across the frost covered fields \u0026 trees. He purr as the soothing warmth goes over his fur. It is off-white on the muzzle, chin, chest, stomach, hands, feet, tail tip \u0026 under-tail where-as the rest is coloured in various shades of grey. He has dark grey patches around his eyes as well as his lower legs, forearms \u0026 an area of his tail between the mid-grey base \u0026 off-white tip. His eyes change colour but the general colour is always silver. He yawns as he turns on the shower, getting into it \u0026 letting the water soak into his fur, purring from the nice warm feeling it gives him. He leans down to grab a large bottle of shampoo \u0026 conditioner to squeeze into his hand so he can lather it up in his fur, working it in \u0026 getting rid of any matts he finds with his claws. A couple of spots are in sensitive areas to he yelps a bit. A human girl pokes her head in, same age as Grey, 18. She was about five foot six inches \u0026 wore tight black skinny jeans, doc marten boots \u0026 a guns 'n' roses hoodie on top of an Iron Maiden shirt. Her accent has quite a Scottish note to it.\n\n\"Mornin' Grey\" she'd say poking her head into the bathroom, not really minding the fact the sergal behind the curtain was showering\n\n\"Eyup Jackie lass\"\n\n\"What d'you fancy for breakfast like?\"\n\n\"Ooh, question. Errr..\" he thinks as he grumble from finding yet another matt in his fur, \"Ah'll 'ave a bacon butty ta. 'ere, thee took a while to come up?\"\n\n\"Oh, sorry Grey, was havin' a roll-up\"\n\n\"Aye alright\", he turns off the shower \u0026 reaches out from the curtain, \"Could thee fetch towel from cupboard?\"  \nShe chuckles \u0026 grabs a large, black towel from the cupboard on the landing.\n\n\"I'm meant to be your friend \u0026 house mate, not your fuckin' wife\". She hands the towel to his hand then Grey takes the towel from her \u0026 starts drying himself in the shower,\n\n\"Well thee's out there, ah'm in here. Ooh, 'ow's t'at lass of thi's?\"\n\n\"Oh what? Janine? Aye, we had a good date like\"\n\n\"Good crack?\", he chuckles\n\n\"Good crack aye. Thanks for introducin' us like. Never dated a dragoness before\"\n\n\"Well? Was it a good experience bein' wi' her though?\"\n\n\"Well, it was... different. She kept huggin' me \u0026 her tail managed to get in my jeans \u0026 my scants!!\"\n\n\"Sounds like she were up for it\", he chuckles as he gets out of the shower with the towel around his waist.\n\n\"Aye. Kissing was different too. Did you know she had a forked tongue?\"\n\n\"Thought it would be a nice surprise like\"\n\n\"\u0026 she was a lot taller than I thought. Must of been seven foot at least\"\n\n\"Naw she's a tad smaller than t'at\"\n\n\"Well, I was kind of scared of her but she was was quite the gentle giant like\" she laughs\n\n\"Affectionate were she?\"\n\n\"VERY. She couldn't stop kissing or hugging but that could be due to the bottle of Jack we had\"\n\n\"JD wi' a bottle o' JD eh?\"\n\n\"Aye\"\n\n\"Where is she then?\"\n\n\"Back at her place. I got a taxi to get back 'ere\"\n\n\"How much did it cost like?\"\n\n\"About seven dollars\"\n\n\"Righty 'o. Ah'll pay when ah get...\"\n\n\"Oh it's alright, she gave me money\"\n\n\"Awww, t'at were nice of 'er like\"\n\n\"Aye. Anyway, I'll be downstairs. Ah'right?\"\n\n\"Grand\", Grey smiles as he puts on his Ian Dury ear rings before heading back in his room to get dressed. He slips on a pair of faded black jeans on top of a pair of black elesticated boxers shorts. He looks at the mirror on his wardrobe door to look over his neatly muscled torso with a satisfied purr \u0026 a smile. He was always proud of his body, which is one of the main reasons he wears tight fitting t-shirts. His chosen shirt today is one of the Alice Cooper variety, reading 'Take a look at my face I am the Future' in red on the black cloth of the shirt. He then walks to his door \u0026 takes off his black leather overcoat. Thanks to Jackie, she had put on some patches \u0026 studs for him. He had rows of studs on the shoulders, a large Iron Maiden banner on his upper back, Ian Dury \u0026 the Blockheads logo on his right top pocket, Metallica logo on his left \u0026 two pink Floyd patches on his arms, Marching hammers on the right, Dark side of the moon on the left. After another check with the mirror, he puts on his dark green flat cap then heads out of the room downstairs.\n\n**----------------------------------------------------------------------------------**\n\nOnce he gets down the stairs, he heads towards the kitchen at the back of the house. Jackie was already cooking something. The bacon aroma finds its way up Grey's nostrils, causing his eyes to close slightly \u0026 him to purr.\n\n\"Sommat smells good\", he smiles at Jackie who turns her head back to see him\n\n\"Aye, bacon butty will do you won't it man?\", she asks\n\n\"O' course lass\". He heads over to the side \u0026 puts the kettle on to boil, taking the coffee \u0026 sugar jars out of the cupboard above. He also takes a couple of mugs from another cupboard, one with a white Ford Capri silhouette on a black background \u0026 the other with Ian Dury lyrics, again on a black background, reading 'Good evening, I'm from Essex, in case you couldn't tell. My given name is Dickie, I come from Billericay \u0026 I'm doin'... Very well'. It only takes him a few minutes to make the two coffees \u0026 place them down on the table. At that moment, Jackie places the bacon sandwiches in front of them \u0026 they start eating.\n\n\"Doin' owt today Jackie?\". The human girl nods in reply to the sergal male's question, still with a bit of sandwich in her mouth.\n\n\"Aye, seein' Janine later. Taking me out somewhere after College\", her phone starts vibrating \u0026 she reads the text   \nreceived, \"It's Vicki, she's giving me shite again\".\n\n\"Thee gonna be a'right?\", he asks as she starts shaking her head then going into tears. He comes over \u0026 gives her a warming hug. \"Aww lass, let it out\", he rubs her back \u0026 gives a light nuzzle into her neck\n\n\"I've just given so much love to her \u0026 this is how she treats me. She's such an immature little bitch \u0026 I just wish she'd leave me alone!\", he bursts into more tears \u0026 they run down her cheek then into Grey's fur.\n\n\"Thee's so much better than 'er lass. She's still doin' odd jobs to get cash \u0026 thee's in college, learning \u0026 developin' into sommat more. Don't let her get thee down\".\n\n\"Aye\", she nods, sniffing away her tears as Grey pulls back, looking into her eyes with a kindly smile.\n\n\"Want me t' claw her eyes out?\", they both laugh a little, Jackie still sniffing.\n\n\"Naw you're a'right man. Thanks\"\n\n\"No bother\", he smiles again \u0026 sits back in his seat \u0026 they continue to have breakfast. Jackie sighs \u0026 rests her forhead on her hand.\n\n\"God I'm such a whining bitch. Here's me cryin' in front of you man \u0026...\"\n\n\"Listen lass. What are friends for? Apart from keepin' eachother company, we look out for eachother \u0026 offer shoulders t' cry on\"\n\n\"Aye, I guess you're right Grey. You're a right pal, shame not many folk actually like you\"\n\n\"Well, there's a lot of tasteless folk out there\", they laugh again \u0026 the sergal sips his coffee.\n\n\"Too true. I'll have to take you to that Gay bar at some point, get you out of that social club\"\n\n\"Aye, t' social club t'at is anythin' but social. Which gay bar thee on about though?\"\n\n\"It's called 'The Hide'. Supposedly to make the place more discreet so those anti gay folk don't raid it which is why you can't see the bright lights from outside\"\n\n\"Aye. Makes sense. Right, drink \u0026 eat up, let's 'ead for college\"\n\n\"Good plan. I'll get my baky\"\n\n\"Aye a'right\", He smiles as he heads out of the house to the outbuilding at the bottom of the garden with a small gravel drive way coming out of some large double doors. He opens them \u0026 inside is his pride \u0026 joy, a Dagenham built right-hand drive 1976 Ford Capri II 2.0 S in Midnight Blue with Silver Decals \u0026 black vinyl roof \u0026 number plates reading 'S3R G4L'. He smiles \u0026 rubs the front offside wing.\n\n\"Eyup darlin', had a good night sleep\". He slips into the driver's seat \u0026 starts up the gorgeous exhaust note. May only be a two litre four cylinder engine but it's enough to keep him happy. He puts the car into first gear \u0026 rolls it out of the garage just as Jackie walks down the garden with their bags \u0026 wearing her lonsdale beanie hat \u0026 her own studded leather jacket. She closes the garage doors \u0026 puts the two bags in the boot before coming up to the near side door \u0026 slipping into the seat.\n\n\"House is locked, as is the garage. We're ready to go\"\n\n\"Grand, put a CD on will thee?\", the sergal asks the human as he gets the Capri rolling up the drive to the road while   \nJackie puts a CD into the autochanger in the glove box. Soon, they are greeted by the sound of Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins as they head down the road at a fair pace, twisting \u0026 turning on the corners of these American roads, passing classic pick ups \u0026 massive lorries \u0026 making the small coupe shake a bit from the wind rush for a few seconds as they headed to the town.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n**To Be Continued...**\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Grey's Adventures","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/609628-grey-s-adventures-chapter-two-student-shenanigans.json"}}