It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
Chip could not have been happier as soon as he laid eyes upon his precious motorcycle. He stepped closer to examine it and made sure nothing had happened. “Good. Looks like nothing’s happened to it.” He said with relief in his voice while he patted the leather seat. Out of all of Chip’s possessions, his motorcycle meant the most to him in the whole world, though now that he’d found Brooklyn he meant even more. Chip glanced back over his shoulder and shot a wide, excitable smile to his companion. “Say, now that we’re alone and away from prying eyes, how ‘bout a little make-out session~?”
Brooklyn didn’t even hesitate to answer the others question. Maybe in the past towards the beginning of their relationship he would have been cautious about going for a kiss, but the two of them have gotten deep in their connection so this felt very appropriate. “I dont see why not.” Without missing a beat, he brought his beak to Chip’s muzzle, bringing his gloved hand to hold the back of the wolf’s head, giving light scratches to it.
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