That pineapple is crucial for my survival!
...Something else.




ZOMBIEEEE!

Hello, ma'am! I've come to this fine establishment with the intent of finding the most sublimest of petpets!" Techlia leaped forward toward the counter top. The storekeeper paused for a moment before clearing her throat and greeting her. "Well, we do have some rather...'sublime' petpets here. I'm sure I can help you find exactly what you're looking for." Techlia leaped up, flailing her fists in the air. "TODAY, TODAY IS THE DAY I GET A PETPET. OH MY BURRITOS, I'M SO EXCITED!" The storekeeper cringed at Techlia's sudden display of excitement. She shook her head and led her customer into the petpet room. They walked to the "Sublime purebreds" section. "Angelpuss...Faeille...Tanizard...Delfin...these are the finest petpets we have here. Have a look - I'm sure that one of them will appeal to your sophisticated preference...if you want my opinion, I'd say that faerie kazeriu would be a nice choi-" The storekeeper turned to face Techlia, only to find that she was no longer standing beside her. A few aisles down, Techlia stood in front of a kennel, looking longingly at whatever was inside of it. The storekeeper, slightly relieved that she had seemed to find something that interested her, walked over. Techlia's face was now plastered to the front of the kennel. "Ahh, I see you've chosen your petpet...?" The storekeeper took a step forward, peeking into the kennel. A grotesque, slimy creature wiggled around inside. She blinked before taking many steps backwards, away from the kennel. Techlia threw her hands up in excitement. "THIS ONE! I WANT THIS ONE." She pointed frantically at the petpet. "That's a...curious decision." The storekeeper murmured, pondering the definition of 'sublime' for a moment. "So...you're sure you want that...you're sure you want a /zombie slorg/?"

WHO WOULDN'T WANT SUCH AN EXQUISITE CREATURE?" Techlia slipped her hands into the cage and pulled the slorg out. Threads of slimy mucus seeped out of it each time it try to squirm out of Techlia's grasp. A look of disgust creeped onto the storekeepers face and she shook her head. At least she wouldn't have to bathe another slorg, right? "Well, I guess she's yours, then. I'll be waiting up front when you're ready to pay...anything else you'll be needing?"

Techlia set the slorg atop her head and stroked her chin in thought. "YES, I almost forgot. Do you sell any premade collars? You know, the ones with names already engraved on them?"

With a slight sigh, the storekeeper nodded and led Techlia to a rack full of collars. Techlia squealed and began carefully examining each, reading the names on the tags and choosing her favorites. "Daisy...Flower...Anny...ooooh...none of these are /perfect/." She pulled a pink collar off the rack. The name tag read 'Howard'. Her eyes twinkled with sudden joy before she let out a squeal. "HOWARD. IT'S PERFECT. I'LL NAME HER HOWARD." She slipped the collar onto Howard before trotting back to the storekeeper. "Howard looks good in pink, doesn't she?

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