004 | Sit, Stay, Heel?

[diehardreaper]

[ And this video opens to the wide eyes of an eager houndour pup staring up at the screen. ]

Alright, that's it. Good boy. Stay right there.

[ As if on cue, the Houndour sits down with its eyes still glued to the screen. ]

Let's show everyone what you can do then, alright? Up you get!

[ At the command, the houndour sits up with his tail wagging furiously. ]

Good boy! Brilliant! Now the last bit... here you are. Steady as she goes then.

[ At this, Ronald places what seems to be the corner off a pokepuff on the Houndour's nose. The pokemon seems to balance it for a moment before turning his head and snapping it up for himself.... much to his trainer's disappointment. ]

Ah, blimey... Barkley, you were supposed to wait til I said you could eat it!

[ But he settles down beside the houndour, moving the Gear back to face him. ]

Gundam! Here's the pup I bought from you a while back! He's a smart little blighter... got a mind of his own sometimes though.

But... bit of a question. D'you lot know any other tricks I could teach him? Never actually had a dog before and those're a bit different'n the tricks I've taught Grim and the rest to help with my act.

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[diehardreaper]

Bought him off a friend of mine. Same bloke who sold Ginny to me. Asked if he had anything useful since we'll be on the road... and this ickle pup comes with a move that destroys rocks.

[ Don't mind him not looking directly at you. Just playing with them pudgy dog paws. ]

You ever had a dog before, Mister Spears?

[death_glare]

Why would we need to destroy rocks?

[ He looks almost disturbed by the affection Ronald's giving the Houndour. ]

No, never. Honestly, do you think I have time for pets back home?

[diehardreaper]

You never know! Heard some people talking about a need to cut trees during their trips too so... bob's your uncle, eh?

[ Buuuut have a sheepish little grin at that second bit. If Will did have time to keep a dog, he might be less stressed. But speaking of pets... ]

D'you mean your birds weren't pets? Always thought you saw them that way at least.

[death_glare]

Of course not. Our relationship was purely professional.

[ Geez William, make it sound more like you're playing Hatoful Boyfriend, won't you? ]

[diehardreaper]

[ Don't mind the chuckle he's hiding in the way he's hugging Barkley. ]

You'd be a right treat to date, sir. Never a dull moment.

[death_glare]

E-excuse me?

[diehardreaper]

[ He'll actually put down the dog for a sec who promptly flops onto his back and becomes the recipient of bellyrubs even as Ron looks up at his boss. ]

S'just that you're usually so serious... so... there's plenty to find out about you, I wager.

[death_glare]

You could simply ask me.

[diehardreaper]

Where's the fun in that?

[ Sorry, he can't help but laugh. ]

Begging your pardon, sir, but you're not exactly the kind who looks like he'd be willing to talk about himself unless bladdered to the ears.

[death_glare]

You lot have certainly never attempted to find out anything about me.

[diehardreaper]

Only from threat of paycuts and that scythe of yours but well...

[ And he's just gonna stretch out a bit. ]

Wager we've got all the time in the world here so... I'd like to learn a thing or two about you before we go home. S'that alright?

[death_glare]

[ He takes a seat on his cot. Calming down for once. ]

I am fine with that.

[diehardreaper]

[ Oh no, now you've done it.

He's starting to hope. ]

Course, tit for tat'n all that. If there's anything you wanted to know, fee free to ask, alright?

[death_glare]

[ Have a side glance. ]

Is there much you haven't put out there already?

[diehardreaper]

Well, apart from all that.

[ Grinning, rubbing his nose. ]

[death_glare]

[ If William was one to laugh, Ronald would have gotten a chuckle out of that. Unfortunately, this is William. ]

Well then, if I think of anything, I will be sure to ask.