Come closer. Do Not resist. [OPEN]

[lupusxylem]

Who: Bartholomew the Dachsologie (and Wolfwood) And YOU!
What: Being stuck inside is Getting to Wolfwood so he's been trying to teach his Dachsologie to say things. You can imagine how this goes.
When: Throughout the month
Where: The Inn
Warnings: Bad words because it's Wolfwood


[Wolfwood has a Dachsologie, one of the little artifact pets that come from Ain and Elsword's world. This is nothing new. His name is Bartholomew (Mew for short) and he's grown one (1) size since Wolfwood got him. He is now corgi sized with short legs, but that doesn't change the fact that he's all over the place constantly, begging to be held constantly, and begging Wolfwood in specific to hold him in his shirt like he used to when he was the size of a bagel. Time sure flies.

Well, it seems that Wolfwood has been treating Mew like...well, like a parrot, saying things to him (intentionally or not), trying to teach him phrases like you would a pet bird. And, alarmingly, it seems to have been working.

If you're downstairs at a level where Mew can hop up next to you on the couch, or in your seat, he'll look at you with his OvO big eyes and chirp in a very bird-like kind of voice (you know the one):]

Ooo! Hi baby!

[And then press his little face to your cheek, hold it there for a minute, and then swing his head back.]

MWAH!!

[There are also times where he'll just look OvO at you OvO and say:]

Fuck! God damn it!! Son of a biiiiiiiiitch!

[Wolfwood is not currently in the room. He does not know his son is cussing and kissing people.]

Comments

[moonwhispers]

[ What the fuck

Faust is kind of. Confused, reasonably, at the cute little creature staring at him and cussing like a sailor. ]

Did you stub your paw or something?

[ It's a rhetorical question. He doesn't expect that's the case, or for the little dog owl to respond, but it's staring at him so it probably wanted? To be acknowledged? Probably. ]

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[Mew kindof looks at Faust...looks at him some more. Tilts his head veeeery far to one side, his tailfeathers wiggling.

He chirps:]

Fuck!

[It's about that time when Wolfwood happens to round the corner, moreso because he heard that.]

Shit- what're you sayin' now?

[Gee WHERE did he get that from?]

[moonwhispers]

Your friend has a very naughty vocabulary.

[ But it is also very cute. Staaaare. Its looking at him so he's looking back. He wonders if it likes scritches. ]

... You're that guy who's around Flamebringer a lot.

[lupusxylem]

Yeah...he's hearin' it from me.

[Wolfwood will not lie about that, at least. He sighs and watches as Mew toddles up to Faust and looks at him like he's EXPECTING scritches. Please to be petting him, thanks.]

But yeah, that's me I guess. You're like...one of his teammates, right?

[Well yes but also no-]

[moonwhispers]

I've probably heard worse, at least.

[ Scritch scritch. Who's a good owl dog freak of nature? ]

He knows us, we know him. I'm not sure where we stand on the ally scale, but he's helped us a few times.

[ "us" because he and Mephisto are a package even when apart. He's not getting into the Reunion mess since it is squarely no one's business but their own. ]

[lupusxylem]

[It's him! He's a good owldog!! Mew squeaks happily and turns his head reeeeal far to one side as he's scritched, like =v=

It does distract him from the continued, excited cursing at least.]

Right, right...guess you could kinda say the same for me and Flamebringer. Our situation is complicated.

[What do you MEAN complicated you guys are morons]

We 'bout killed each other when he first showed up, but now we're cool.

[Is that what you're calling it now.]

[moonwhispers]

It doesn't seem that complicated to me?

[ More like complicated is his normal. ]

Though I don't really understand wanting to hurt someone you also want to kiss.

[lupusxylem]

Eh, well...mm. How do I put this.

[Wolfwood hums, scratching the side of his stubble while Faust scritches Mew.]

We like beatin' each other up. It's like...nobody else will go hard like that with us, yaknow? It's a bonding thing.

[BONDING???]

[moonwhispers]

[ He mutters something under his breath in russian to the effect of not understanding these combative types ]

That sounds about right for Flamebringer.

[ And W too, to an extent, though he'd hesitate to generalize and call it a Sarkaz thing.

He pats his lap in case the bird doggo wants to make himself comfy ]

I've only ever fought out of necessity or due to orders. I don't really take joy in it.

[lupusxylem]

[Gasp, yes please. Mew is going to happily jump up and become a loaf on Faust's legs. =w= happy.]

I didn't use to. But sometimes you gotta find joy where you can, yknow?

[lilyberation]

( lily had only stepped out to make some tea before getting ambushed by mew, but when she crouches to say hello she gets a surprise- a big ol' kiss! lily blinks before laughing, gently scratching his cheek. )

Why thank you~!

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[Mew trills happily at the scritches, pushing his face against her fingers to try to get more of them through his feathers.]

Baby baby!

[Is he calling her a baby, or is HE the baby? The world may never know...

Of course, it won't be long before Wolfwood materializes after hearing Mew squawking from another part of the Inn.]

Hey Lily...sorry, is he botherin' you?

[lilyberation]

Oh, he could never, he's being a darling.

( there's undeniable glee in her voice as she pampers that baby. god she loves animals. she loves them so much. )

I think he's learning to repeat things you say, though. It's very cute!

[lupusxylem]

...oh.

[The way Wolfwood says that- oh- seems ominous.]

He, uh. He ain't said nothin'...naughty to you, has he? Like any bad words?

[lilyberation]

I'm baby.


( beams up at him. )

[lupusxylem]

Ooh. Yeah, that one's his favorite. He wants eeeverybody to think he's a good baby...

[He pats Mew's head, to which Mew just looks up at him with his big eyes and goes:]

Good baby!

[lilyberation]

Well, he is, so I don't see the problem.

( there's a good chance wolfwood has never seen lily this happy. )

He's absolutely darling. And it's interesting to see how Vernal may grow up.

[lupusxylem]

Oh yeah? You've got one too?

[Well he's glad to see her this happy, even if it's just for a short moment. She deserves it, out of anyone here.]

What are they like?

[lilyberation]

Vernal is very curious and energetic.

( like she might be if not for how heavy her body felt all the time. )

He's also very affectionate to everyone.

[lupusxylem]

Well that's good, cause mine is gettin' into shit pretty much constantly. Though, he's real friendly too, so I guess that's a good thing they got that trait in common.

[lilyberation]

Maybe we can let them meet some time!

[eidxiety]

[Ain is so glad Wolfwood has taught Mew how to be talky.]

Hi baby! How's baby doing?

[Picks Mew up under his little arms :) ]

[lupusxylem]

[He has been lifted!!! Mew squeaks happily, his little legs wiggling as he loudly proclaims:]

Good morning! I love you!!

[So is it obvious what Wolfwood has been saying to him yet-]

[eidxiety]

Good morning! Haha, wow, Nikolaus teaches you lots of words, huh?

[Cute of him... Ain's Dachie just fucking screams, so.]

I love you, baby! Haha~

[lupusxylem]

Haha!

[He mimics Ain's laugh and nibbles at his nose with his beak at about the same time that Wolfwood wanders in the room scratching the back of his hair. He looks like he just woke up from a nap, in all honesty.]

S'goin' on in here...?

[eidxiety]

Hi, my love~. Mew is learning words.

[Ain is still holding Mew like Simba.]

Mew, can you say "haha"?

[lupusxylem]

Haha! Haha!!

[Mew wiggles happily while Wolfwood tilts his head, then before he can say anything, Mew continues with a loudly chirped:]

Fuck!

[Oops who taught him that-]

[eidxiety]

Oh! Wow!

[He will now hold the baby against his chest and pet him lovingly.]

Nikolaus, what did you teach him?

[lupusxylem]

I didn't teach 'im that. He, uh...prolly was listenin' when he shouldn't have been...

[Wolfwood Ain knows you curse all the time, he didn't have to listen that hard.

Mew, meanwhile, fluffs out his feathers happily, wiggling his little feet again. Softly, he whispers...]

Shit. Good baby.

[eidxiety]

He listens to you always, because he's bonded to you. That's how they work.

[Ain is laughing again. Mew... he knows things.]

Those are big words for a little guy!

[lupusxylem]

[Good to know, too late to fix it though...this baby has had cuss words injected into his little brain.

Frowning, Wolfwood pokes Mew's little noggin with a finger.]

Don't say those words anymore, got it?

[He tilts his head reeeally far to one side, then looks up at Ain like ???]

Word?