Sprint #2! ^_^
He’d never actually fired a gun before, but it looked easy enough on tv. Still, until he got a clip and bullets it wasn’t much good for doing anything but throwing at people. He tucked in into a box or random odds and end that he had stashed under his bed. He actually had a lot of stuff under his bed, it was a repository of random things and he doubted anyone would go looking past the first few boxes. Akela made a protesting noise as he hid it away.
“What? I can’t use it.”
She cocked her head and blinked.
“No bullets.” Jon sighed as she just tilted her head the other way, staring in downright confusion. “It throws little rocks.” She nodded after a moment of chewing on concept. “I have no little rocks. Therefore it has nothing to throw.”
There was another pause and then Akela wuffed in comprehension. However the dog didn’t leave to go fetch him ammunition, instead she just curled up on the bed. Half solid, she alternately compressed and melded through the piles of bed liens and clothing. He sighed and reached over to skritch her head and the dog eagerly faded her head in for the attention. Which only made her look odder, but Jon was starting to get used to the random permeability of the canines.