A fox briskly trots down an empty road, looking to all the world like it knows precisely where it's going.
Oh, he can take along passengers! That's convenient.
She yips happily up at him, then hops in the tub and gets to making there be water. At the proper temperature, of course.
Soon enough, there is water!
All excellent things!
The helpful assistant should talk, though. She noses him and yips encouragingly.
"—are you telling me I should talk more? I'm going to get such a swelled head at this rate. 'As we all know, listening to me run my mouth is the greatest joy this world offers...'"
Soon enough she recovers from her gigglefit, and nuzzles his hand and yips an affirmative.
"Hmm... so, at this point I think I'm probably going to have a solution to your problem in a few months, sooner if I am very clever and make an unprecedented breakthrough, which I have been known to do on occasion. And then I think I'm going to adapt my defoxing ritual into something I could cast while transformed, just in case, and then ask you to fetch your music box so I can try to reverse-engineer the fox curse and turn it into something voluntary for you."
Aww! Awwwww! He's a sweetheart.
She trills at him affectionately and nuzzles his hand again.
"Oh, as though I was ever going to turn down the opportunity to make obscure but fascinating magical advances." Wash wash rinse rinse. "Hmm. I declare this fox officially dirt-free."
He earns an amused (and somewhat affectionate) look for his answer, and then a happy yip at this declaration.
She is however not water-free, so uh. She's going to just wait patiently in the tub for a towel.
She giggles a little and snuggles him back. This time she decides not to steal a towel and run off. It's a natural result of feeling very affectionate towards him. She does boop his nose, though. Boop!
She tries her best!
Soon enough, she's about as dry as a towel can make her. She yips affectionately at him and then gently extracts herself from his arms to go find her letters in the next room over.
My turn to shower you in compliments, or should I wait until I'm human and more eloquent?
"I'm hardly going to turn down compliments just because they're laborious to produce."
Snort.
You're brilliant, funny, and completely adorable. You've been very sweet, and very thoughtful. You're blatantly delighted with me, and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't endearing. I mentioned the massive crush, right? Because: massive crush.
He flops on the bed and grins down at her. "I am blatantly delighted with you! You're very delightful!"
Surprisingly enough, I generally don't get a lot of people going, 'aaaa you're delightful!!!!' at me, she replies, amused. For the 'aaa' she holds her paw down on the required letter for noticeably longer than usual.
Clearly they are blind to my charms. Woe unto them, she snarks, and then she hops up onto the bed for affectionate snuggles.
And so floofy from her recent bath! And so fond of him! Look at her, snuggling him affectionately.
It looks like it might be back to read and snuggle time. Reading pending.