•• Chapter 3 ••

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Craig's ~ Mini's ~ Perspective
(AN: This is the day after he met Delirious)
I wake up from the usual dream and stretch my legs. Good thing the ship is closed up for a couple days from the robbery because if it wasn't I wouldn't be able to meet up with Jonathan today. I need answers and if he can help me find that Tyler guy I'll be able to get them.
I get up from my bed and get dressed. I stuff my tail in my jeans like I always do and grab my hat to hide my fox ears. I finish up getting ready and fix myself a cup of coffee before I run out the door.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up the conversation I was having with Jonathan last night so I can remind myself where I'm supposed to meet him at. (Insert Jon's house address here). I mentally curse myself. Why didn't I take the car?! That would've made this so much easier!!!
I huff and shove my phone in my pocket. Welp, this is going to be a long walk... I jog the busy sidewalks of Los Santos, accidentally shoving and getting shoved by the people I pass by.
I stop at a cross walk and wait for the light on the other side of the street to turn green so I can go. After a few minutes of waiting, the light finally turns green, allowing me to cross. I take a few steps onto the street, but I'm quickly jerked back onto the sidewalk, making me drop my drink. Just as I'm pulled off of the street, a car speeds by with several cop cars on it's tail.
As the person that pulled me back touched me, something clicked in my brain. The person turns me around to face me and we both gasp. Tall, bluish-green eyes, dark brown hair, gorgeous face... Tyler. My heart jumps out of my chest as I feel my face heat up, my brain going a hundred miles per hour.
"C-Craig?" "Tyler?" We question each other in synch. Our eyes widen as we stare at each other in shock. As we stand there, looking into each other's eyes for an answer, I remember something. I still need to meet up with Jonathan! I need to show Jonathan this!
I quickly grab Tyler's hand and drag him across the street. "H-Hey! What are you doing?!" He stutters in surprise as I pull him in the direction of Jon's house. How do I tell him? Does he know who Jonathan is? He probably knows his animal! "We're going to the raccoon's house." I answer him to which he gasps. Yep, he knows.
Once we get there, I knock on the door with my free hand. A minute passes before the doors unlocks and opens to reveal Jonathan. His ears are twitching with curiosity while his tail sways from side to side behind him. Jon's eyes widen when he sees Tyler and he pulls us both in, shutting the door behind us.
"So you found him?" Jonathan asks me to which I nod. Tyler looks between us with an eyebrow raised until he notices our intertwined hands. He blushes, but doesn't let go. He just stares at our hands in though while Jon and I talk about what's been going on recently.
"What do you think is going on?" Jonathan questions. "I honestly don't know, but whatever it is definitely has to do with our dreams! It's obvious that we're all having them because Tyler recognized me whenever I met him on the street." I explain. Jon nods in agreement. "Craig?" He asks. "Yeah?" I reply. "When do you think we'll find Evan?" He questions me. "I don't know, but hopefully soon." I say as I take off my hat, revealing my ears.
I hang it on the hat rack next to me and look at Tyler. I take the beanie off of his head and place it on the rack next to my hat. Whenever I look back at him, I notice his adorable animal ears. An albino tiger! How unique! I then follow his eyes to what they're looking at and feel heat rise on my face.
I stare at our hands without letting go. We just stand there like that for a moment until a pair of fingers snap us into reality. We both let go of each other's hands and look over at Jonathan who was laughing his ass off. "C'mon love birds! Take a seat! Make yourselves at home! I'll go make some breakfast for us and we can talk about what the fuck is actually going on!" Jon says before walking into the kitchen.
Tyler and I exchange looks before slowly making out way towards the couch. We plop down next to each other on the comfy cushions in an awkward silence. "So, uh, do you know anything about this whole ordeal?" I ask hopefully, breaking the unbearable silence. "I was hoping you did." He mutters, tuning to look at me.
The room is engulfed in another moment of awkward silence until I break it again. "Thank you." I say, facing him so I can return his stare. "For what?" Tyler asks, confused. "For saving me from becoming road kill." I smile. He chuckles a bit, making my smile grow wider. "You're welcome." He says.
Before we can say or do anything else, Jonathan walks in the room with three plates in his hands. He places each of them down in front of where we're sitting, including the place he's planning on sitting and disappears back into the kitchen. When he returns, he has three cups of coffee in his hands. "Alright! After we eat we'll get started!" Jonathan announces, handing Tyler and I a cup of coffee and keeping one for himself. He grab the remote to the television and changes it to the news station where it's talking about a drunkard running around Bahama Mama's screaming a man's name.

Done! Next! Do you think the drunkard from Bahama Mama's is relevant to the story? If so, who do you think it is? Tell me in the comments!

(Disclaimer: Hybrid's are rare and no one knows that they exist other than the government!)

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⏰ Last updated: May 27, 2016 ⏰

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