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"Make a wish..."

Tim looked up at the sky, the young snow leopard sitting next to the Bernese Mountain Dog. He purred and looked up at the sky, the stars that their teacher had shown them.

_I wish... that our friendship could last until the stars fall..._A notion that some would say was meant for fools, but he was a young cat. He was next to the canine in the sleeping bag, and it was indeed an awkward position. But she had wanted for him to make a wish... wasn't it her idea when they saw the shooting star together? He considered, then, the porn he was writing... 'erotic literature' they called it nowadays. It'd be worth it, he had a feel for it, could maybe make a career out of it. If only, if only.

"So, what'd you wish for?"

He turned to face her, still in the sleeping bag.

"It's... well..."

"That'd we be lovers, partners, what? Money, power?"

He flushed at 'lovers'. Like all felines, he had that one 'attachment' on his penis... canines like Jackie didn't really care for it. But friends... that would do quite nicely.

"It's a secret; I'll tell you when we get back." For now, sleep made its call, and they both answered, body to body in the sleeping bag.

***

Timothy was the first to awake when he heard a strange call. It came from the nearby lake, and he saw a strange bird. He took out his guidebook, still in his PJ's, and looked up the bird. A loon, huh. Considering how far up north they were from their school, it'd make sense. He sat down on a log, and looked out at the lake. It's like glass, it's so still. He marveled at it, not worried if any feral pumas or other cats were about. Kind knew kind, they wouldn't harm him. He purred, wondering if he could ever see one. He went back to the sleeping bag, and took out his cell. He tapped through the menus, and began to write once again:

Her moans broke the silence as the two mated again, the male proud and barbed as he took his mate. His barbs scraped her lovingly, and he licked the scruff of her neck, knowing that she craved that contact. He purred with love, with lust, with virility, and started to take her harder, rougher, pumping his hips faster...

"At it again?"

He turned to see Jackie, the canine also in her PJ's. The sun was starting to come up, and gave her an attractive backlight as she stood facing him. Her body developed smoothly, both of them in high school years. He could make out her breasts, straining against the cloth of the shirt. He got out of his daze and answered her.

"Yeah... ah, um, why are you up?"

She shrugged. "Everyone else is starting to get up, and Ms. Henderson said we're going to have ice cream after breakfast with the rangers, then we're going back to school." She stood beside him, looking out into the lake, watching the water ripple from the loons as they dove for food. They watched the birds together in silence, then they heard Ms. Henderson start to wake up the others,

"Time to get up, let's go!" Then came the sounds of waking students, during which, "Put that thing back in your pants, young cat!"

At which there was some feminine giggling, then, "Where's Timothy and Jackie? Get ready for breakfast, no time to hold hands in the park!" The poor hapless teacher nearly ran herself hoarse, then the two got up and walked over to the procession of jammy wearing students. Upon their arrival, there was much chatter, rumors started almost immediately.

"Did they do it? Why are their PJ's dirty? Maybe she likes it rough..." Then there were giggles and snickers.

"I didn't do anything with him, come on now!" Jackie looked exasperated, the Bernese Mountain Dog flushed with embarrassment.

"Yeah right! When are you going to be in his next porn collection, eh? Hahaha!"

Ms. Henderson's head turned around like one of those cheesy special effects in a bad movie.

"What was that?" To which a chorus of voices responded, "Nothing, Ms. Henderson!"

"That's good," She huffed. "Thomas! Get up, lazy sod, and let's get these kids off to breakfast with the kind rangers who let us into their park!" After murmured muttering, the big busdriver got up, the students fell in line with their teacher, after getting dressed. They then went off to the ranger station.

***

The ranger building loomed before the now clothed students, a wooden building with metal highlights.

Garland Park Ranger Station read the sign above the door. The rangers were furs clad in dark green, ranger colors, according to their guidebook. The students pushed and shoved, for the rangers had set out a decent sized breakfast for the school expedition.

"Good things come to those with state funding, eh?" Thomas grinned.

"That's if the state keeps funding us... half of our textbooks are a decade out of date." Ms. Henderson sighed, and sat down at the table with her students and the rangers. There were sausage and other breakfast meats, pancakes, plenty of syrup, and eggs. The rangers were sitting at their own table, and their walkie-talkies would often go off as the students ate. Timothy and Jackie sat across from each other, while Michelle, the mouse from the bus, sat to Jackie's right. The skunk that had his head out the window on the trip there sat on Tim's right.

Tim sat and forked through his eggs, with a healthy helping of syrup on his pancake. Jackie was eating her breakfast with gusto.

"What's wrong?" Jackie asked him, concern in her eyes.

"What?" Tim looked up, a forkful of egg near his mouth. Syrup dotted his whiskers comically, and there was a dab near his nose. "It's nothing, really." He ate the egg, then wiped at his face with the napkin, hoping that the sticky syrup wouldn't mat his fur.

Jackie giggled at the feline and the syrup. "You missed a spot, right..." She took her own napkin and dabbed at his nose. "Here. There we go, all clean now."

"Come on... I'm no cub!" He whinged, trying to keep his voice down so that Ms. Henderson didn't hear. Speaking of which, she had finished her food, and was talking with Thomas the bus driver, in muttered tones.

"Alright you lot! Time to finish up and say thank you to the good rangers." Tim and Jackie looked up at this, their food finished in the meantime. Everyone had finished their food by this point, and the students got up and said as one, "We thank you from Coltonville High!" The rangers smiled at this, happy to help the students with their astrology tour. Jackie and Tim stayed by each other, with Michelle in tow.

"So, what's the deal with her?" Tim inclined his head towards the mouse. "She's one of my friends, a good one." Michelle hopped into the middle of the two, and began to dance around them excitedly. "Did you do it? Did you take his barbs?"

"We didn't!" Jackie growled. The barbs of a feline were not meant for polite company, even when they were covered in Health class. Tim was embarrassed at the time he had to strip down for the class, along with two other felines, a puma and a tiger. Granted, his parents weren't too happy and threatened the PTA with a lawsuit, but still...

"She's right, we didn't do anything. Just sat out and looked up at the stars, then fell asleep." Tim blushed adorably, not wanting to be the center of attention again. There was her insistent rubbing against him, but still, he knew nothing happened. Now all he had to do was to let her know what his wish was. The trio followed the line of students, their paws making no sound on the dirt. Tim fondled his cell phone, in his pocket this whole time. He gave it a couple pats, and then climbed in the bus. He took his seat alone, then noticed Jackie and Michelle behind him. He'd noticed how she watched him out of the corner of his eye as he wrote, and he figured, Why not? She already knows about it anyway...

"Come sit over here, Jackie. If you'd like." She nodded and sat beside him. Meanwhile, Ms. Henderson checked through the list of students one more time, then took her seat at the front of the bus, behind Thomas. "Get this thing started, Thomas, you know where this ice cream place is?" He nodded, the equine shrugging as he started up the bus and they began to drive out onto the main road.

Around them were the great mountains of the region, and they came upon a sign before they got to the park, which said that this was state land. On the reverse, the sign said that this was Mohawk land. The reverse said, "Shé:kón! You are entering Mohawk land. Enjoy your visit!" Their route took them through Mohawk territory, and their ice cream place was somewhere here. The bus soon filled with the sound of excited chatter, cell phones going off, and more Candy Crush. Timothy tried to drown it out as he began to write once more:

With a yowl, he came inside her, his barbs making sure that the young female he bred would take. If need be, he'd breed her again and again, keeping her swollen with his kittens on his whims. He licked her scruff, then her face, purring as she mewed for him. "My sweet, mine. All mine... mine to breed, mine to protect, mine to honor..." He showered her with licks and kisses, in their villa by the sea.

"Almost done?" Jackie looked on, giving the feline shade as he worked. He blushed that she was reading his intimate thoughts, his work.

"Yeah, then I have to proofread it, mark it up, and send it off to Lady Bast's Publishers."

"You mean that one Lalonde affiliate that does... what again?" She looked up at him with those green eyes of hers.

"Feline porn, erotic literature..." Tim blushed again, the skin under his fur turning a bright pink from embarrassment. The chatter grew louder, causing the two to look out the window. Before them was a small white building, with two doors on either side that went in and out. The sign above the door said, Welcome to Gregor's Farm Ice Cream, made with real milk! Best ice cream in the North Country. There was a design of a little cow holding an ice cream cone. Below that was another sign that said, Flavor machine is set to chocolate this week. Ms. Henderson sighed at the ice cream shoppe, it was nearly empty, which was good.

The bus soon stopped in the parking lot, taking up a good amount of it. Thomas engaged the brake, and opened the doors for everyone. The students rushed out, happy that there was a treat from this field trip. "All right, settle down! Those who can't have real milk, stay on the bus. We don't want the PTA coming after the teacher's union because someone had an allergic reaction." She then began to herd the students in a lined, orderly fashion, while the students gathered their change and money they were allowed to buy things with, mainly from their parents. Tim and Jackie dug in their pockets and brought out a few five dollar bills. Tim saved his work, and kept his money at hand, his tail swishing with impatience. The students were led into the building, which consisted of a counter, another sign that had prices, and a cash register. The server was a homely looking American Shorthair tabby, female, with green eyes. Her uniform consisted of a grey shirt with a white apron that said, "Gregor's" on it. She set about taking the students orders, sifting through them with a tired manner. The main attraction was the old fashioned ice cream machine that had the date 1955 stamped on the side. The machine was made of blue iron, and whirred and clanked as it began to make the ice cream. The cones were waffle style, decent sized, and were around $5.50 apiece. One size only, though, which was good enough for Tim and Jackie. When it came time for them to give their order, Jackie put hers in first, and paid the server, then Tim gave his, and also paid her. When the register rang with the money changed, the two were led through the line of students to the outside.

Here there were small tables with umbrellas, and the sun was shining. Several students were sitting about, eating their ice creams. Tim and Jackie took their seats, and Jackie smiled as she saw Michelle wave and come over with her ice cream. The mouse sat next to Jackie, and the three began to eat their ice cream.

"So, what was your wish?" Both Jackie and Michelle looked over at Tim, muzzle full of chocolate ice cream. He looked at them, and merely said,

"That we be friends until the stars fall." Michelle blushed at this, while Jackie smiled, while licking her ice cream with a canine tongue. Tim licked at his with a cat's tongue, rough, rasping, and delicate. He purred as he ate his ice cream.

"You mean... you don't want to be lovers?"

"What do you mean?"

"I thought you wanted... because of what you were writing, I thought you wanted me." Jackie stared off into the distance, then turned back to him.

"You know what I've got on my- Everyone saw it during Health class. I wouldn't force that upon you."

"Maybe she's into that sort of thing, huh? Pain with pleasure?" Michelle giggled again, but she stopped with a glare from Jackie. She soon finished her ice cream, eating her cone.

Tim shook his head. "Friends first, Jackie, then we see what goes on from there, hm?" He finished his ice cream, and got up, seeing that the others were being led back to the bus. He motioned for Jackie and Michelle to get up, the both of them having finished their ice cream cones. They got back onto the bus, and took their seats, Michelle sitting across from them this time. Tim took out his phone, and looked over what he'd wrote.

"What's it about, anyway?" Jackie looked over to where he had his phone.

"A young noble cat and his nekomimi servant, and their lusty encounters in some French villa by the coast." He shrugged, figuring that she would know the rest. He put his phone away and stared out of the window, thinking on his friendship with Jackie. She leaned against him as he did so, the canine's breathing slowing to match his, as the bus trawled on back to Coltonville. The bus driver snorted, wanting to drown out the noisy students, and turned on the radio. The first song to come up was by Max Webster, "Battlescar". He grinned a big grin as he drove on, the two new friends in his charge snuggled together as the 80's tune went on.