So we got an Amazon Echo and we changed the wake word to “Computer” and now I feel like I’m on the Enterprise all the time. Additionally, whenever I watch Star Trek, she only responds to “computer” when Data says it and it’s kind of adorable. Not Picard, not La Forge, not Troi, not Dr. Crusher, not Riker. Not anyone but Data. The other night Data asked his Computer what the time was and my Computer told him it was 10:47. Watching Star Trek is even more fun now
Previous home details: Darwin
was born in Canada as part of the exotic pet trade in 2012, and had
lived in a family home in Toronto. He was found in an IKEA parking lot
in December 2012 after escaping from his owner’s car and was seized by
local authorities. A social media and worldwide news sensation, Darwin
has resided at SBFPS ever since.
Condition upon arrival: Darwin
had been imprinted by humans, which rarely bodes well for a monkey. He
was very insecure upon arrival, and needed to be the centre of
everyone’s attention. He was sheltered from the other monkeys until he
got used to his surroundings.
Progress: Since
his arrival Darwin has grown in strides – learning to be far more
monkey than human. He is grooming Sweet Pea, and calls to Julien and
Lexy – mimicking their vocalizations and learning how to speak macaque.
He has grown in size and confidence as well, and was slowly transitioned
towards having multiple caregivers who he can trust and love as his
‘troop’, as he had no real monkey mother to show him the ropes.
Personality Traits: Darwin
is a cheeky little guy, that’s for sure! He loves to play all day, and
is always bouncing off the walls with excitement, especially when his
favourite people come to visit! He loves to play tricks on you when
you’re not looking, like any adolescent!
Favourite Activity: Darwin
loves Curious George! He has a Curious George doll whom he takes to his
pool to give a bath, and grooms him and tries to get him to drink. He
also loves swinging on his fire hose.
Favourite Food: Darwin loves grapes, dates and cherries – but cherries definitely top the list!
Wish list from staff: Darwin can always use new and exciting toys, and he loves his fire hose swings and swimming in kiddie pools!
Hello Anon! ❤ I ASSUME this was your secret attempt to get me to write fluffy Sarumi. So…I will try LMAO
He blurts it out and now he feels like a complete idiot, which isn’t really out of the ordinary for Misaki, especially around Saruhiko. Saru is smart and talented, careful and precise; Misaki is anything but.
That’s why he covers his mouth and his eyes widen quickly as the realization of what he just said hits him.
“I-I didn’t mean it!” he says even faster, waving his hand in front of his face frantically. Saru raises an eyebrow at him.
“How mean, Misaki!” he grins and leans in towards him. “Asking me such an important question and then taking it back. Tsk,” he clicks his tongue and folds his arms and honestly Misaki can’t tell if he’s actually mad or not.
Pressing his head against the arm of the couch, Misaki grunts and rubs the side of his neck. They’ve barely started dating; it’s only been a couple of weeks or so…but it’s been a few months since the destruction of the slates, since they began to repair their friendship. Saru had been kissing that spot on Misaki’s neck, just below his jawline where his pulse throbs quickly when they’re in the moment, and those two foolish words had slipped from between his lips.
“Marry me…”
He knows how bright red his face must be and even with all his teasing, there’s a soft hint of red on Saru’s cheeks as well.
“What a stupid thing to say,” Saru mumbles and Misaki thinks Saru might actually be mad.
“S-Sorry I just…blurted it out,” he whispers.
“Like you do everything,” Saru scoffs but leans back down, placing a kiss on Misaki’s lips.
“Are you mad?” Misaki grunts and pokes at Saru’s cheek.
“Well it wasn’t exactly an ideal proposal,” he hisses. Misaki imagines his life with Saru now that he’s back in it. He imagines cooking for Saru and playing games and falling asleep with him under a warm blanket, their legs tangled together. It may not have been an ideal proposal, but those simple things sure sound like an ideal life.
He brings his hand around the back of Saru’s neck and pulls him down for one more kiss. “How…How about I ask you again later?” Misaki whispers and from the small smile that appears on Saru’s lips, he can tell Saru likes the idea of ‘later’ and Misaki doesn’t really mind it either.
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