[And Will does take a full thirty minutes to make his way back to the blanket fort with its accoutrements of the youth. His hair isn't as badly screaming hat hair as usual, having not spent the full day at work with a tacky, stupid hat on his head, but it's still rather a mess. Gunther lopes through the door first, headed straight for April, intent to curl around her or close to her if there are raccoons in the way. But Will, oh, he waits. Pauses. Stands there for a moment with a container in his hand full of wooden chips that looks like it came right out of that room. As if he gave up and failed so badly he brought her cute bugs, that wouldn't be an improper conclusion to make. No other dog to be seen, and Will certainly wouldn't put a puppy in one of those things.
But then he pops the lid open and comes around to squat first, slowly, still working around that destroyed gut of his as opposed to groaning, old person's bones protesting he dare do anything without taking his joint juice first. Peering out are two pairs of eyes belonging to two hamsters who look the exact same, some identical twin hamster set going on here. She said adorable animals, he did the best he could, Goddamnit.]
They were calling them teddy bear hamsters.
[This is his offering, and despite a steady voice and movements void of any hesitation...clearly, he's hoping he did well. Please, may she be appeased.]
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But then he pops the lid open and comes around to squat first, slowly, still working around that destroyed gut of his as opposed to groaning, old person's bones protesting he dare do anything without taking his joint juice first. Peering out are two pairs of eyes belonging to two hamsters who look the exact same, some identical twin hamster set going on here. She said adorable animals, he did the best he could, Goddamnit.]
They were calling them teddy bear hamsters.
[This is his offering, and despite a steady voice and movements void of any hesitation...clearly, he's hoping he did well. Please, may she be appeased.]