Spring Fever: A Baby Blue Short

Story by kitncub on SoFurry

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Spring Fever

A Baby Blue short

kitncub

8 April 2010

This is a very short, yiff-free installment in the Pink and Blue series with minimal fetish content. A quickie puff/character piece (a.k.a. filler).

A tease / refresher course before the next big story. It's a chance for me to spend a lighter moment with some of the characters, and reintroduce them, before a larger plot begins unfolding.

If it doesn't interest you, just skip it!

In brief: The Baby Blue boys are a fraternity of AB/DL age players dedicated to the propagation of boyish behavior and war against the pink forces of sissification-now headquartered at Empress Calliope's Academy for Special Boys. Rian, the team's lupine second-in-command, is the group's primary social organizer-and for good reason!

His fellow Circle members in charge of the group include his best friend, Dex, a sensitive raccoon martial artist and the team's combat specialist, and Twitchy, a goggle-wearing bunny and Baby Blue's chief engineer.

Total: 1,190 words

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And now . . .


Rian hopped up and grabbed the monkey bars on the new jungle gym outpost with one paw.

With his other, the wolf swung a pink and purple woven basket up to rest on one of the thick planks on either side of the monkey bars. Then, free to grab the bars with both paws, he hoisted himself up through them and stood atop the jungle gym, spreading his legs noticeably wider than normal to keep his balance.

"Commander! What are you doing?" a denim-clad rabbit called from the ground, tapping his foot and putting his paws on his hips. "And why are you wearing those ears?"

Rian looked down at his friend and blushed as one paw moved up to remove a pair of bunny ears from his head. "Umm," he stammered, "hi, Twitch! I'm . . . not doing anything." His other reached behind him to stealthily tug off the wadded cotton balls taped to the rear of his pale blue jumpsuit.

The rabbit narrowed his eyes and pointed one finger up at him. "I knew you'd go behind my back! You're hiding Easter eggs," he said. "And you're dressed as a bunny."

The wolf sat down on the top rail of the monkey bars and swung his feet. "Well you didn't want to do it," he pouted to the rabbit, crossing his arms. "I just assumed you would when you said you would do Easter."

"I told you I think it's stupid," Twitchy answered, adjusting the goggles settled on his forehead and assuming a dignified position. "Bunnies don't lay eggs. It's all a bunch of nonsense that confuses cubs about basic science."

Rian raised an eyebrow. "Well you're a lot of fun," he snorted.

"I am too fun!" Twitchy stamped his foot. "You said I could be in charge this time and I told you we were doing hard-boiled eggs and chemistry sets! Making them bouncy! Coloring them! Seeing how you can make them expand and contract so they'll fall right into bottles they couldn't fit into before! It will be cool! Squeak is working on the set-up right now."

Rian hung his head and sighed. "We can still do that. But it will last twenty minutes," he explained patiently. "An Easter egg hunt will keep everyfur busy for hours. Maybe all day if most of them get so cubby they couldn't hardly find their own tails, never mind go potty, without asking for help." The wolf grinned evilly and added, "Which is definitely what I'm planning on."

The rabbit hopped up and down so much that Rian could hear his diapers crinkling from on top of the jungle gym. "It's not just the eggs! We can do other things tooo!" he said. "I have a whole list of science-related springtime things for us to do! It wouldn't be our first educational party either."

"Don't remind me," Rian moaned.

The jungle gym shook as a raccoon in a yellow karate uniform dropped from the tree branches higher up and landed nimbly on top of the monkey bars with a soft thud. "I win!" he exclaimed as he snatched up Rian's Easter basket, and then added by way of greeting, glancing from Rian to Twitchy, "Yo."

"Hey!" Rian whined and waved his paws up at the taller fur. "Give those baaack! I was just starting!"

"Dex!" Twitchy exclaimed, grinning at the sight of his boyfriend, then launched into a childish rant. "We were just talking about how Rian let you be in charge of a holiday party and then he said I could be in charge of a holiday party too and how those things happened in front of other furs and how now that no one else is around he's changing his story and saying that really we're going to do the same bunny-distorting kind of Easter stuff that everyone else does and how he thinks I didn't see that he was wearing a cotton ball tail."

Dex blinked and set down the Easter basket, then he turned to face the wolf. "You dressed like a bunny to hide Easter eggs?" He snorted. "Lame."

Rian glared up at him and bit his lip. "Lame is what we all would be if I weren't the one in charge of social events around here."

"Hey!" Dex said defensively. "I threw a party!"

Rian sighed again. "You threw an Earth Day party," he said in despair.

"And that was awesome," Dex said in a self-congratulatory tone, crossing his arms as he sat down seiza-style on one of the jungle gym's wide railings opposite Rian. "Everyfur wore cloth diapers for twenty-four hours. Two new primary cloth wearers were born! And we told ghost stories with the lights off and we had healthy snacks. You didn't know what ants-on-a-log were." The raccoon beamed.

Rian moved one paw in a circle impatiently. "I was there," he snapped. "You don't need to tell me. You're missing the point! I said you could run a party for any holiday and you picked Earth Day."

"What's wrong with that? It happens to be an important holiday for me." The raccoon furrowed his brow, and then added, after a moment of thought, "You know, it's coming up again."

Twitchy continued bouncing up and down. "We can do something together Dex! We can do an enviro-and-science thing! I want us to co-host something! It's just the team. I think all the boys should see us operating as a couple! You can wear your collar. Please wear your collar!"

Dex blushed and smiled, looking down at the forest floor.

Rian shook his head and held up one paw sternly. "You are not having another Earth Day party," he ordered severely. "I'm embarrassed even hearing about it. All Baby Blue parties ultimately reflect on me as social chair."

"I don't know," Dex taunted, flicking his tail and pointing to Twitchy. "Looks like it's two to one."

Rian opened his mouth to protest and then paused and took a deep breath. "All right," he said with confidence. "I'll take your stupid idea under consideration. I'll ask the very next fur I see what they think about doing something for Earth Day and see how fast they book out of there. That will settle that."

Twitchy stopped bouncing suddenly as he heard a soft crunch of leaves from behind him and a gentle paw rested on his shoulder.

"Calm down, Twitch. So, it's you lot who scared all the birds away," said the black-and-brown mottled tracking hound, as he slowly looked up at the jungle gym. "Guess I'm not the only early riser today. What are you all fighting about?"

Jax straightened the badge-covered Boy Scout sash he wore over his khaki ranger shirt. A mini-tape recorder hung around a cord on his neck. Among the many badges, Rian knew, was a blue circle with a pine tree in the foreground. The wolf looked over his shoulder apprehensively, and saw Dex grinning in triumph.

"Yo, Jax!" The raccoon waved to the team's Wilderness 1 patrol leader from on high. "Don't worry, fight's all over. I think Rian wants to ask you something . . . ."

The End!

Earth Day is April 22. in the U.S. Recycle your recyclables and turn your lights off early! The next long story in the pink and blue series is starting soon, possibly this weekend. In the meantime, if you read, hope you liked.

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