These are the kind of scenes people dream about. Sadly, this is anything but a mind lapse. I've got ninety-nine pairs of intrigued peepers eyeing me with complete shock. Only those glittering, golden irises that I know and adore, watch me with excitement.
"Shoo." Uncle Jerry whispers at Lightning, trying his best to usher the lynx away.
Lightning simply narrows his eyes, surveying Uncle Jerry with a haughty look. He's got no time for games. "I'm sorry, Fighter Montgomery." Dante sounds excited, a tone of amusement tinging his words. "Lightning can be a little stubborn. It's hard to prise him away once he gets attached..."
The boys are utterly bemused. Eddie is giving me some serious side eye, and I don't know where to look. Dante has pretty much hinted that I've been here before, and le
