04-10-2020, 06:52 PM
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— it seemed that wherever eddie went, fred just had to follow like a little storm cloud to ruin his day. it wasn’t purposeful - sometimes - but he couldn’t say he minded it too much. although after losing that bet, he did have to keep his mouth shut for a little less than a month. no more harsh remarks towards ed for just a few more weeks; oh, fred was already counting down the days.
stepping into the barn, he was greeted by a few dogs padding over, tails gently walking. “hey, girls,” he greeted, bending down to pet the trio. eyes wandered towards copter, humming shortly in amusement as he added, “you too, big guy.” far from little, he noted to himself. still, he playfully wrapped his arms around the chinook, attempting to scoop the pooch up into his arms. with an exaggerated grunt, the dog’s front paws resting on his shoulder, he stood up. “have you always been this heavy?” he breathed out over-dramatically, taking a few steps with the dog towards the two brothers that were, you know, actually being productive.
“i’m going to steal this one from you someday,” he remarked, shifting the dog around to place him carefully on the ground. tom basically had a dog pack as is; surely he wouldn’t notice if one happened to go missing. or if fred lured it into his room with a few treats, he noted absentmindedly.
eyes followed tom and ed’s movement, watching them shovel up manure. he scrunched his nose and turned his gaze away. “is there something else i could do around here to help, tommy?” obviously disinterested in the idea of shoveling up manure; what about the more fun tasks? surely tom had other tasks to do that fred could help out with.
— it seemed that wherever eddie went, fred just had to follow like a little storm cloud to ruin his day. it wasn’t purposeful - sometimes - but he couldn’t say he minded it too much. although after losing that bet, he did have to keep his mouth shut for a little less than a month. no more harsh remarks towards ed for just a few more weeks; oh, fred was already counting down the days.
stepping into the barn, he was greeted by a few dogs padding over, tails gently walking. “hey, girls,” he greeted, bending down to pet the trio. eyes wandered towards copter, humming shortly in amusement as he added, “you too, big guy.” far from little, he noted to himself. still, he playfully wrapped his arms around the chinook, attempting to scoop the pooch up into his arms. with an exaggerated grunt, the dog’s front paws resting on his shoulder, he stood up. “have you always been this heavy?” he breathed out over-dramatically, taking a few steps with the dog towards the two brothers that were, you know, actually being productive.
“i’m going to steal this one from you someday,” he remarked, shifting the dog around to place him carefully on the ground. tom basically had a dog pack as is; surely he wouldn’t notice if one happened to go missing. or if fred lured it into his room with a few treats, he noted absentmindedly.
eyes followed tom and ed’s movement, watching them shovel up manure. he scrunched his nose and turned his gaze away. “is there something else i could do around here to help, tommy?” obviously disinterested in the idea of shoveling up manure; what about the more fun tasks? surely tom had other tasks to do that fred could help out with.
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[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH
[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH