[ SHE CARES OKAY can you really fault her for caring? seriously??? ]
on my way.
[ max arrives within the next hour and in spite of daniel's last declaration, she has the promised toy, along with a small bag of dog treats and a bag of takeout balanced in her arms. she shifts it all to one arm and knocks with her free one and shakes her head to shift the braid she's pulled her hair back into off of her shoulder.
no one can accuse her of not being prepared, okay. ]
( the worst part of having a dog is he spends so much of his time cuddling the dog and whenever someone shows up he has to stop. it's excruciating.
explains the fur all over his shirt and the half asleep dog that he just hauled along with him to the door. she's not going to be small enough for this kind of transportation forever, Daniel figures he might as well make the most of her small and potable nature while she can.
the fact she's all downy fur and sleep heavy eyes makes it easy to hand her off to Max the second he opens the door. is the puppy unnerved by cat genetics? who knows, and frankly she's too tired at the moment to properly decide, so maybe they can grandfather Max in while the puppy is most susceptible. he'll take the stuff Max is holding to make it easier for her to hold the dog only after she's already got her, of course. )
Her name is Goldie I think. Goldie Hawn. You know, like the angel. ( of course the only angel Daniel knows is from an ABC drama. ) What the hell is this? ( he asks, digging in her bag to find the toy without asking. ) Oh god. The eyes make it worse. ( apparently he's not the only one that enjoys giving out phallic dog toys. not that Scooter got his :'( true tragedy. )
[ that quite frankly sounds like the opposite of a problem, not that max has ever had a pet of her own. she blinks a couple times at immediately being handed off the puppy in exchange for what she'd brought over but adapts quickly, taking her in both arms as daniel takes what else she's brought. the dog (goldie, apparently; it seems appropriate even if max doesn't get the reference) sniffs at her curiously before settling back down in her arms, her chin nestled into her elbow. max can't help but smile, adjusting her hold as she scritches her between her ears. ]
Hello, sweetheart. [ sorry, daniel, she's 100% referring to the dog right now, who she's relieved seems to be content to stay in her arms. whether that's because she's too sleepy to notice the feline dna or not is debatable, but maybe it's a good idea in case that ends up being an issue. she doubts copies of popular stephen king novels or snack cakes will work to win her over in this case. ]
Or Goldie. Goldie's fitting. [ as she continues to pet and cuddle the dog, she bites back a laugh at daniel's reaction to the toy she'd brought over. ]
I figured she'd get more enjoyment out of it than I would. You could always black the eyes out if they're that creepy.
You can call her sweetheart, I don't think she'll mind.
( Daniel calls the dog all manner of petnames, usually in a tone far more doting than he'll adopt with anyone else. sweetheart would fit right in. chances are good Goldie will not ever entirely know her actual name because she's called so many terms of endearment she can't properly keep track.
he kicks the door closed after Max, because his hands are full now. it startles the puppy into something more wakeful, snuffling a dark little nose in search of answers, even though it was a sound that disturbed her and not a smell. )
I think she'll eat it before it can haunt me in my dreams, ( Daniel reassures, dropping the toy on the couch to stash the food in the kitchen. he's not particularly hungry, figures they can get around to eating it later once the dog has woken up in the excitement, played for fifteen minutes, and passed out again. on his return, he kicks a decapitated dog toy in example. ) See? She's a monster.
[ isn't that typically the case when it comes to pets? not that she'd know for sure, but you know, one hears about these kind of things. since goldie's more awake after the door's been kicked shut, she seems more interested in max, still sniffing around at her and wiggling around in her arms. max crouches to the floor and sets her down before holding out her hand to be sniffed, feeling very much like she's being judged.
eventually goldie seems to decide that she's fine in spite of smelling confusing, and she nudges forward to nuzzle the top of her head against max's hand. max smiles and pets her, glancing towards where daniel's deposited the rest of what she'd brought and then towards the carcass of what was once another one of her toys and laughing. ]
She's just enthusiastic. Aren't you, sweetie? [ since she's close enough now, she rises to her feet to grab the pair of balls from where they've been tossed on the couch and holds it out to be inspected. while she's judging her new toy, max looks back to daniel. ] Your furniture still looks pretty in tact, anyway.
( he's pretty sure it's normal for things growing into their teeth to chew on things. he remembers Emilie complaining bitterly about how Georgie was a biter in the two weeks she was committed to breastfeeding. all things considered it makes sense she jumped ship to formula. less biting and more red wine with dinner, he doesn't even judge her for that one.
he doesn't judge the puppy for it, either. she's just coming into those sharp little needles in her mouth, has to be painful. if slowly tearing apart any toy she has her teeth on for longer than five minutes helps, more power to her. Goldie is gnawing at the toy thoughtfully before Daniel returns and sits on the couch, and then she fumbles over on awkward baby feet to snuffle and lean needily on his shins. as if he wasn't just cuddled up with her on the couch and she's been despondent to be deprived of his company this past minute and a half.
he still pets her obligingly, because after that she's content to wander back towards Max. ) She's no worse than a baby goat, that's for sure. I wonder if I should take her along to meet her exiled sister one of these days.
( because yes, he does go to visit the goat sometimes. )
[ when goldie abruptly abandons her to get pets from her human, max chuckles and adjusts the way she's sitting so that it's more comfortable. as a result, goldie has a comfortable place to flop into her lap when she finds her way back to max, though she leans out of it to try and take hold of the toy and start gnawing at it again. max alternates between petting her and trying to play tug of war with the toy as she looks back up. ]
Could be a good way to get her out of the apartment. [ she knows enough to know that it's good for dogs to have some time outside, and she'd pay cash money for pictures of the puppy and baby goat playing together. ]
( it's a charming sense of loyalty, however short-lived. Daniel does not mind the puppy abandoning him quickly and wandering over to and crawling all over the exciting new company. it's cute enough to him that the dog bothers to check in with him at all, like he's some safe home base to check back with on occasion when her little puppy heart gets nervous. a comfort in her tiny little world. Daniel isn't sure he's ever been a comfort to anybody, besides Alex maybe. Charity? he'd to think so. at least when they were younger, before the vows and rings and his toxic fucking family. bitterness makes the past hard to read.
the point is the dog trusting him so blindly, seeking him for comfort instead avoiding him or just barely tolerating him, is nice. )
She gets out plenty. I spend way too much of my time walking around, and she's been here less than a week. My feet are killing me.
( and at the same time, he finds himself wondering if she'll be content with walks as she gets bigger, or if she'll need runs instead. it's been years since he ran on purpose, trying to fight withdrawal at Camp notwithstanding. says a lot about the affection he already has for the dog that Daniel is willing to consider it. )
[ there's a pang of guilt when she remembers joshua, who'd lived his life in the basements of manticore only to end up having to spend most of his time inside even after it was gone. the general public had only proven her right with their reactions, towards him and the rest of the transgenics who couldn't pass for human, but she still wishes things could be different. they'd gotten better since terminal city had been established as a haven for their people - joshua and others like him were not only out in the sunlight for the first time, but with more and more transgenics appearing and needing shelter and protection, they were given a sense of purpose after having been abandoned when they couldn't fulfil manticore's purpose for them. but they also had a target on their backs, and now with the nation's eyes on them, things feel less secure than ever.
but maybe that's better. she honestly doesn't know. she does know she'd rather them all be free.
the puppy starts snarling a little as she continues playing tug-of-war, and max manages to wrench the plush pair of testicles free of her needle teeth to toss it a short distance away. goldie ambles out of her lap, panting happily as she goes to fetch it, and max looks back up at him while she waits. ]
Maybe invest in sneakers during your next trip out with her. [ does he own sneakers? they admittedly don't go with his usual aesthetic. ] Unless you already did and she destroyed those, too.
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on my way.
[ max arrives within the next hour and in spite of daniel's last declaration, she has the promised toy, along with a small bag of dog treats and a bag of takeout balanced in her arms. she shifts it all to one arm and knocks with her free one and shakes her head to shift the braid she's pulled her hair back into off of her shoulder.
no one can accuse her of not being prepared, okay. ]
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explains the fur all over his shirt and the half asleep dog that he just hauled along with him to the door. she's not going to be small enough for this kind of transportation forever, Daniel figures he might as well make the most of her small and potable nature while she can.
the fact she's all downy fur and sleep heavy eyes makes it easy to hand her off to Max the second he opens the door. is the puppy unnerved by cat genetics? who knows, and frankly she's too tired at the moment to properly decide, so maybe they can grandfather Max in while the puppy is most susceptible. he'll take the stuff Max is holding to make it easier for her to hold the dog only after she's already got her, of course. )
Her name is Goldie I think. Goldie Hawn. You know, like the angel. ( of course the only angel Daniel knows is from an ABC drama. ) What the hell is this? ( he asks, digging in her bag to find the toy without asking. ) Oh god. The eyes make it worse. ( apparently he's not the only one that enjoys giving out phallic dog toys. not that Scooter got his :'( true tragedy. )
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Hello, sweetheart. [ sorry, daniel, she's 100% referring to the dog right now, who she's relieved seems to be content to stay in her arms. whether that's because she's too sleepy to notice the feline dna or not is debatable, but maybe it's a good idea in case that ends up being an issue. she doubts copies of popular stephen king novels or snack cakes will work to win her over in this case. ]
Or Goldie. Goldie's fitting. [ as she continues to pet and cuddle the dog, she bites back a laugh at daniel's reaction to the toy she'd brought over. ]
I figured she'd get more enjoyment out of it than I would. You could always black the eyes out if they're that creepy.
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( Daniel calls the dog all manner of petnames, usually in a tone far more doting than he'll adopt with anyone else. sweetheart would fit right in. chances are good Goldie will not ever entirely know her actual name because she's called so many terms of endearment she can't properly keep track.
he kicks the door closed after Max, because his hands are full now. it startles the puppy into something more wakeful, snuffling a dark little nose in search of answers, even though it was a sound that disturbed her and not a smell. )
I think she'll eat it before it can haunt me in my dreams, ( Daniel reassures, dropping the toy on the couch to stash the food in the kitchen. he's not particularly hungry, figures they can get around to eating it later once the dog has woken up in the excitement, played for fifteen minutes, and passed out again. on his return, he kicks a decapitated dog toy in example. ) See? She's a monster.
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eventually goldie seems to decide that she's fine in spite of smelling confusing, and she nudges forward to nuzzle the top of her head against max's hand. max smiles and pets her, glancing towards where daniel's deposited the rest of what she'd brought and then towards the carcass of what was once another one of her toys and laughing. ]
She's just enthusiastic. Aren't you, sweetie? [ since she's close enough now, she rises to her feet to grab the pair of balls from where they've been tossed on the couch and holds it out to be inspected. while she's judging her new toy, max looks back to daniel. ] Your furniture still looks pretty in tact, anyway.
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( he's pretty sure it's normal for things growing into their teeth to chew on things. he remembers Emilie complaining bitterly about how Georgie was a biter in the two weeks she was committed to breastfeeding. all things considered it makes sense she jumped ship to formula. less biting and more red wine with dinner, he doesn't even judge her for that one.
he doesn't judge the puppy for it, either. she's just coming into those sharp little needles in her mouth, has to be painful. if slowly tearing apart any toy she has her teeth on for longer than five minutes helps, more power to her. Goldie is gnawing at the toy thoughtfully before Daniel returns and sits on the couch, and then she fumbles over on awkward baby feet to snuffle and lean needily on his shins. as if he wasn't just cuddled up with her on the couch and she's been despondent to be deprived of his company this past minute and a half.
he still pets her obligingly, because after that she's content to wander back towards Max. ) She's no worse than a baby goat, that's for sure. I wonder if I should take her along to meet her exiled sister one of these days.
( because yes, he does go to visit the goat sometimes. )
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[ when goldie abruptly abandons her to get pets from her human, max chuckles and adjusts the way she's sitting so that it's more comfortable. as a result, goldie has a comfortable place to flop into her lap when she finds her way back to max, though she leans out of it to try and take hold of the toy and start gnawing at it again. max alternates between petting her and trying to play tug of war with the toy as she looks back up. ]
Could be a good way to get her out of the apartment. [ she knows enough to know that it's good for dogs to have some time outside, and she'd pay cash money for pictures of the puppy and baby goat playing together. ]
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the point is the dog trusting him so blindly, seeking him for comfort instead avoiding him or just barely tolerating him, is nice. )
She gets out plenty. I spend way too much of my time walking around, and she's been here less than a week. My feet are killing me.
( and at the same time, he finds himself wondering if she'll be content with walks as she gets bigger, or if she'll need runs instead. it's been years since he ran on purpose, trying to fight withdrawal at Camp notwithstanding. says a lot about the affection he already has for the dog that Daniel is willing to consider it. )
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but maybe that's better. she honestly doesn't know. she does know she'd rather them all be free.
the puppy starts snarling a little as she continues playing tug-of-war, and max manages to wrench the plush pair of testicles free of her needle teeth to toss it a short distance away. goldie ambles out of her lap, panting happily as she goes to fetch it, and max looks back up at him while she waits. ]
Maybe invest in sneakers during your next trip out with her. [ does he own sneakers? they admittedly don't go with his usual aesthetic. ] Unless you already did and she destroyed those, too.