No parties

Katrina Swete and Dark Katrina Swete
Their (?) Quarters
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Blond Katrina sat slumped on her bed. Her pen and notebook sat in front of
her, waiting to be used, but she wasn't really in the mood to write. She
thought about asking Seymour to the Halloween party Allie was throwing, but
she wasn't in the mood for that either.
Dark Katrina lay in the bunk above her, stroking PITA as the cat purred.
Blond Katrina couldn't help but feel a little jealous. PITA seemed to be
spending a lot of time with her dark double.
The other PITA barked and nuzzled her head in Blond Katrina's lap. The dog
began to pant and whine. She wanted her attention. Blond Katrina complied,
petting the black lab's head. She started to wonder, as the fleas began to
jump off the dog's head and onto her lap, why she had agreed to let her
double and her pet stay. The room was getting awfully crowded.
"Uh, maybe I should give your PITA a bath," Blond Katrina suggested of her
double, wiping the dirty hairs from the dog she'd gotten on her hand on her
pants. "She could use it."
Dark Katrina shrugged. "You can try. She's got this irrational fear of water.
Unless she's drinking it, she don't want anything to do with it."
Blond Katrina frowned. "Do you at least have anything to get rid of the
fleas?"
"'Fraid not. We didn't have anything on my Dwarf, and I haven't checked
yours. Wouldn't help, anyway. She's got a lot of skin problems."
Blond Katrina grimaced. "Terrific, and I've been letting her sleep on my bed!"
Dark Katrina jumped off the top bunk. "Fun this has been, I've got an
appointment."
"Really, where? With who?"
Dark Katrina made sure her face was turned away from her other as she
grinned. She had an appointment in the Captain's trousers. "No where special.
I'll be back before you know it."
"Okay, have fun."
Dark Katrina had to hold in the laughter.