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“Okay, do you have everything?” Shoot asked, for about the sixth time since they left their shared apartment. Knuckle didn’t mind, really, it was all a part of Shoot’s process. He had a need to double, triple, quadruple check every detail before a mission - which was good, Knuckle had a tendency to miss those things. “The cage? The blanket? The antivenom?”
“Yes, yes, and yes, and the treats, and the gloves, I have everything,” Knuckle said, shoving the last of his supplies in a duffle. When he zipped it shut and looked up, Shoot could have been 90 years old from the creases on his forehead. Knuckle softened and stretched an arm around the back of the driver’s headrest. “Sorry. I’m just excited! I’ve never seen an albino ponytail cat in person, let alone kittens!”
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Or, Knuckle and Shoot accept what should be an easy job. Things don't go exactly as they planned.