Hamtaro Fan Fiction ❯ Love & Breeding ❯ Chapter 3

Something for the readers: Before I go on with this story, I guess I'll make the point clear. To all the whiners, crybabies, ass bastards and itchin' bitchin' snitchin' weenies, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO READ THIS, SO STOP READING IT! To my audience and to my peeps who enjoy what I write, read on. Because this is for you... and for those who want me to end it now, I'll just be finishing it. Thanks for the inspiration... Now on with the show.

Jam walked over to the guys and sat next to Stan. "So, how did the talk with the ladies go?" asked Stan.

"Let's just say, the gals have seen a part of me they may not want to meet again." Jam answered.

"That bad, huh?"

"Depends on how you look at it."

"I see."

"Well judging by the look on their faces, they don't seem too happy with your words." said Hamtaro, who saw the not too pleased look on the girls' faces.

"Hamtaro, sometimes the wake-up call that you get isn't pleasing and the girls have had one of the unpleasing ones. I didn't want that to happen ever, but sometimes, the blade of justice is given to the unorthadox."

"True, but being unorthadox doesn't mean the chosen is worthy." said Maxwell.

"You remind of of Sage Ham, Max. Such wisdom in your mindset is incredible."

"I try."

That night, Jam sat in the main room of the clubhouse, remembering exactly what Sandy said to him as it seemed to echoe in his mind. Roll likes you and wants you to do her, this is important for you and her to do. Tch, listen to Sandy, trying to play Cupid with me and thinkin that relations can happen with a snap. I guess she was trying to help, but she doesn't know much about this sort of thing. Jam gave a sigh, I guess I'll wing it like always. Jam just looked up at the burrow and went to his room and slept. Meanwhile, Boss hiffed that smell as he lay in his bed with his partner. "Hamina, I didn't know you were feeling frisky?" he responded as he hiffed the air.

"That's not me, Boss." said Hamina.

"Well then, who..."

"It's Roll."

"Roll, this is Roll?"

"Yup."

"She ready for mating now, huh, hmm..."

"And what does that mean?"

"It means that Jam is in for some lovin."

"No, not really. Jam doesn't have any interest in Roll right now."

"He-ke?"

"I didn't stutter."

"I don't believe that. I just don't believe that, the fact of Jam not interested in Roll is just irrelevent?"

"Just what?"

"It doesn't make sense."

"Oh."

As the night went on, the scent only got stronger, making Boss and Snoozer toss and turn, but it woke Jam up... not that he was actually fully asleep. Sandy's words still plagued him, but now, Roll's receptiveness was starting to stir up more trouble. "That smell.... it's getting better...." mumbled Snoozer.

"Zu zu zu, Snoozer, focus on my scent, not that one." mumbled Becky.

"It's messing with my sleep."

"That scent is for Jam, not you."

Man, Roll's really lighting the clubhouse up. Jam thought. I better get her outside before Boss and Snoozer gangbang her.

"This is starting to drive me crazy." said Boss.

"Just ignore it." said Hamina.
"Help me ignore it."

"Boss, it's too late for that."

"Well, give me some kind of help."

"Fine, I'll whack your Tal E. then."

Jam entered the room where he and Roll were to be sleeping in, only to catch a whiff of her oestrus. I gotta get you out of here... he thought.