@cheapbourbon –> You didn’t ask for this (no one asked for this) but I’m tagging you because I figure you’d appreciate it.
Cash would do anything for Slim. So, when Slim asked Cash if he was interested in adopting a puppy, Cash had agreed immediately and started looking into different dog breeds and dog breeders. He even looked at the various places that trained emotional support dogs. His boyfriend deserved the best, after all, and money was not an issue.
So he was somewhat surprised when, a couple weeks later, Slim took him to the animal shelter. Slim held his hand as they walked between the cages, smiling softly as he peered in at the various dogs. Cash walked beside him, his movements jerky and his posture stiff. This was not his idea of a pleasant outing, and as far as he was concerned, none of these mutts would be suitable companions for his boyfriend. Slim deserved the best. A well-trained, well-bred dog. Not—
Slim paused in front of one of the cages, where a medium-sized dog stood at the front of the cage. Her whole body wiggled in excitement, and her tail wagged so fast it was little more than a blur. “what do you think of this one?” Slim asked him, smiling slightly. That one? Cash surveyed her. Stars, he couldn’t even tell what breed she was supposed to be. She wouldn’t have papers. They’d have to train her themselves. No, no. She was entirely—
Slim brought a hand up to the front of the cage, and she immediately whined and started licking his hand. Then she pressed her side against the fencing, hoping to be petted. Both Slim and the dog looked up at him, hope and excitement beaming back at him. He dipped a hand into his pocket, fiddling with his coin. “you really want this one?” he asked, brow-bone raised. Slipping his fingers in between the bars to scratch at her ear, Slim nodded. “then i guess we better find an attendant. there’s probably paperwork to fill out.”
Cash would do anything for Slim. And…the dog was kind of cute, he supposed.
(Little does Cash know, that dog is going to have him wrapped around her cute little paw. She just needs a little time to worm her way into his cold, dead soul.)
Edge was the first to rouse, as always. Neither of them were heavy sleepers, but Edge was especially easy to wake. He shifted to sit up, stifling a yawn as he glanced at the clock. 1:50 AM. A little early, but they would need to prepare the milk and bottles anyway. Beside him Papyrus sat up, blinking himself awake. “It’s time already?” he asked, voice softer and scratchier from lack of sleep.
Edge just nodded, too tired for words. Together, they made their way down the hall, listening to the squeaking cries. Doomfanger sat at the end of the hall, looking grumpy and suspicious. He peered up at Edge as he approached and meowed reproachfully. Edge bent down to pet Fang, ruffling his fur a bit, while Papyrus retrieved the basket from the spare room.
Several kittens were nestled inside, their eyes barely open and mewling loudly. Each kitten was small enough to fit easily in the palm of a skeleton’s hand. Two were fluffy and grey, while a third was sleek and white. Another was a short-haired grey tabby, and the last was bright orange. While Edge warmed the milk to the proper temperature and prepared the bottles, Papyrus cooed to the kittens and picked them up one at a time to cuddle them individually. Fang supervised the entire process with a disapproving look on his face.
When the bottles were ready, Edge returned to the living room and sat beside Papyrus, passing off a warmed bottle and picking up the little ginger kitten. It mewled loudly, crying for food. He stroked a thumb down it’s back before cradling it against his chest and offering the bottle. It drank eagerly, and he couldn’t help but smile faintly, exchanging a look with Papyrus.
Neither of them had ever needed much sleep anyway.
I headcanon that Edgepuff would actually get into fostering. Kittens and puppies that lose their mothers before they’re weaned sometimes need to be hand fed. It takes a lot of time, care, and dedication, but I think these guys have it in them.
This was precious! Sweet little kittens suits the Edgepuff dynamic so well ❤
So a little birdy told me you might want some bitties, @paintys-actual-art. So here they are ^^ Please take good care of them.
Caution: These two have been together for a long time. The Radish is very protective of the Pup. They will both be very cautious and wary of you for a while. Let him wash his own scarf.
-Pups and Radishs are a bitty of my own creation. This particular Pup and Radish now belong to @paintys-actual-art. If you would like your own Pup or Radish designed, send me an ask.
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