maskormenace | text - be gay do crimes

As always.

[he pops the passenger side door open, letting mightyena jump in and wriggle into the backseat before he plops his ass in himself.]

Nice day for a change...

Hold him, wouldya?

[ It's all the warning Archie gets before Bob's gently dumping the small, excitable dog in his lap. Can't drive and be distracted by cute dogs at the same time. He's reckless but not that dumb. Firing the car's engine up, he pulls away and throws a doting sort of smile in the little dog's direction. ]

Say hello, Ozzy.

[ So much for not getting distracted. ]

[he doesn't seem bothered to receive this wiggly cargo. archie holds ozzy with all the care one might expect of someone who's used to dealing with excitable little dogs. hell, when mightyena was a puppy, his Bite could probably take off a chunk of the car door! pokémon, man.]

After that singer, aye?

Yeah, yeah. Maybe? Dunno, he already had that name when I picked him up. Just looking after him for a bit.

[ Shrugging an easy shoulder, his eyes drift back to the road because totalling this car isn't something he's really interested in.

For his part, Ozzy seems more interested in giving Archie a slobbery facial with his tongue. ]

Where'd you get Mighty's name from, anyway?

Ah. Went with fostering?

[that's fair enough. archie runs his hands over the excitable little gremlin.]

It's his species name. Mightyena. Evolves from Poochyena. [........ yeah he essentially calls his dog "dog".]

[ Gaze sliding sideways as he joins the dots up himself, he laughs and shakes his head. Alright, dog is Dog. He's not going to question it. ]

Yeah. I thought about what you said.

[ See? He listens, sometimes. ]

Didn't fancy being that dickhead who leaves a dog without a home.

[ Shrugging a shoulder, he clears his throat and sets his gaze back out the window. ]

So I've got Ozzy here for a little bit. Best little wingman, know what I mean?

That's good... I know why people want to get pets an' shit-- I don't think the imPorts here mistreat them or anythin'. It's a lovely companionship but... state of livin', ya know?

[he coos over ozzy for a moment, scritching his ears.]

Bet he's a good boy. You been pickin' up a load of people with this lil' man, then?

Yeah, I know. It was decent advice.

[ And Bob, much as he likes a bit of cheeky banter with his mates, is never shy about giving praise where it's due. At the question though he starts looking a little sheepish. ]

Yeah. Nah. ...not really the um-- [ Words. Sentences. Suddenly impossible. ]

He... he needs a better filter.

Pissed on someone's leg, did he? [he asks with a a laugh, either not bothered or not noticing the awkwardness.] Nah, I getcha. I'd be shit outta luck with a past coupl'a dates if I hadn't had Mightyena.

[he shifts in his seat, looking back at the big dog laying in the back seat.]

Though it was Muk that did all the work with Maxie, wasn't it? [the telltale thumping of a big dog tail hitting the seat in wags sounds, along with a low whine.] Oi, does Ozzy know any tricks? I'd bet Mightyena could trade some.

[ Exhaling around a laugh, he relaxes back into his seat, gaze flicking up at the overhead mirror at Mightyena in the back briefly with a grin before he's setting it back on the road.

With traffic snarled up as it is, he knows it's going to be a little while until he can really open the car up and he's already buzzing with the anticipation. ]

Yeah? Who's Maxie, then?

Ozzy? He's a big fan of gardening. Especially digging holes. Tricks I dunno.

It's complicated. Multiple timelines complicated.

[he leaves it at that with a light huff.]

Yeah? Mightyena's a good dad. He can show him stuff.

Fuck that. How the fuck do people get their head around that shit?

[ He's heard the multiple timeline theory and it still hurts his brain now. It's like trying to imagine how big the universe is. ]

Can he do shit like one of those... fuck, what're they called? [ He snaps his fingers trying to recall the words] Assistance dogs? You know the ones that make tea, do the washing, collect the post and all that...

With lots of headaches. I'm still not sure about most of it.

[ironcally, archie always coped with the idea of different worlds entirely rather than the concept of different timelines within his own world. when he discovered the version of him that helped save the world instead of trying to end it...

well, he doesn't like to think about it.]

Can't make tea with no thumbs, asshole. Aye, he could classify as one. His species are sentient; he fully understands human speech. I shit you not.

Mate, I don't like to assume other people's capabilities. Especially not this good boy.

[ And at that he shifts his right arm so it drops behind the seat to ruffle at Mightyena's fur. Adjusting to driving on the wrong side of the road, driving a left-hand drive car, hadn't taken as long as he'd thought it might. ]

Fucking hell, he understands everything we're talking about now?

[ He chances a quick glance over his shoulder at the big dog, grinning a little at him. ]

Yeah, sorry, Mighty. I talk a lot of shit.

He lives with me. Can't imagine anything you could say would shock him.

[archie just hums as mightyena presses his head into bob's hand with a happy grunt.]

Pokémon are incredible bein's. He's taken a lash of lava to the face before and barely flinched. Can't see any burns on him either, can ya?

[ Grinning at the pressure against his hand, Bob doesn't pull back until he really has to. This is a strangely appreciated change of pace to his last few weeks. ]

Yeah, see, I don't think I get what a Pokemon is. You ask me? Mighty looks like a dog. Handsome as fuck dog. But a dog. What's the difference? How's he understand what we're saying?

Far as I can tell, it's just a timeline difference. I don't get why animals here aren't able to understand people.

[archie just shrugs a shoulder, returning his attention to ozzy.]

It usually just comes down to that.

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