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[color=254f28][u][b]Location[/b][/u][/color]
💀 Warehouse District - Connor’s Home.
💀 Warehouse District - Streets.

[color=254f28][u][b]Interactions[/b][/u][/color]
💀 None.

[color=254f28][u][b]Time[/b][/u][/color]
💀 Evening.
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A sloppy, red tongue traced itself past Connor’s face, causing the boy to emit a giggle in response. He gently combed a set of clawed digits through the thick mat of fur which eagerly revelled in attention. [b][color=254f28]”How about we go out, Cerberus?”[/color][/b] The Variant asked, his fingers moving towards those large, pointed ears where tender scratching caused the Wolf Dog to nearly fall over from affectionate bliss. He was quite a large creature, which at times had been displayed in wrestling matches against the scrawny teenager now petting the beast. One was not required to delve deep, before an obvious answer surfaced, which indicated that Cerberus, a fitting name for such a large specimen, easily stood victorious against his petite owner, and best friend. It was a rather common display, where Connor and Cerberus fought like boys so often did, an act found in primitive desires, and yet, filled with laughter, and joy.

[b][color=254f28]”Hah, no, Cerberus! Out! Not tackle!”[/color][/b] Connor tried, nearly pushed to the floor by a massive snout pressing itself against his chest. [b][color=254f28]”Okay, okay!”[/color][/b] The Variant smirked, patting his clawed hand against Cerberus’ side, the warmth of bright, grey fur contrasting against Connor’s chalk-white skin. They were quite unique, this duo of oddities. However, it was anything but an uncommon scenario, seeing Cerberus struggle against his harness. Once it was on, business passed as usual, but getting him into it was comparable to slipping a child into clothes. A feat in itself. 

[b][color=254f28]”I swear, Cerby..,”[/color][/b] Connor breathed, the boy now having fallen to his knees in a desperate attempt to slip that harness onto his massive companion. An onlooker would likely have panicked, their attention on a fearsome canine as he stood above a clearly miniscule individual. [b][color=254f28]”I will haunt your dreams,”[/color][/b] the Variant huffed, his statement perfectly melded into Connor’s ghostly voice. However, the response he was afforded was a large tongue leaving a wet path across his face, yet again. [b][color=254f28]”Ugh..,”[/color][/b] The Variant sighed, scrambling to his feet. [b][color=254f28]”Do you want a waffle?”[/color][/b] Came a question, which prompted the Wolf Dog to turn his head in curiosity. He clearly knew that word. [b][color=254f28]”Harness..,”[/color][/b] Connor raised the green-colored contraption in his right hand, [b][color=254f28]”waffle,”[/color][/b] he finished. 
Hearing a bark, the boy groaned slightly. He needed to get Cerberus into that harness, or else the canine wasn’t allowed outside. Indeed, he was a Wolf Dog, and not even ordinary domestic pets were allowed outside without a leash. That went double for something as potentially dangerous as Cerberus. However, it wouldn’t take long to measure Connor’s lacking strength in response to the dog’s. If Cerberus wanted to, he could escape the boy’s grip, with or without a leash. 

[b][color=254f28]”Wait up, you nut!”[/color][/b] Connor exclaimed, his finger tapping Cerberus on the snout. The dog was an eager kind, if playful. Hearing that sizzling sound of a waffle in the iron was enough to make an already restless beast anxious in anticipation. However, what worked, was finally being able to slip Cerberus’ harness on while the Wolf Dog’s attention remained on the waffle iron. [b][color=254f28]”There..,”[/color][/b] the Variant huffed, [b][color=254f28]”I need to teach you to get into that thing without bribing you with waffles every time we leave the house..,”[/color][/b] he finished, an obsidian gaze lingering on the beast who occasionally alternated his attention between Connor and the heavenly scent of food. It did not take long for whining to trickle through, and the young ‘Monster’ reached for what had been so desperately desired. 

[b][color=254f28]”Relax, you big baby,”[/color][/b] Connor grinned, [b][color=254f28]”get your bowl.”[/color][/b] It was a statement which caused the Wolf Dog to once more tilt his head, a pair of large, grey eyes staring into the black orbs standing above them. [b][color=254f28]”Your bowl,”[/color][/b] Connor repeated, [b][color=254f28]”get your bowl, and you get the waffle.”[/color][/b]

Turning to his hind paws, Cerberus wasted no time in jumping away, his legs carrying him to Connor’s bedroom which the canine considered his den, and returned with a silicone bowl between his chops. Without a second thought, Cerberus dropped it to the floor, followed by a bark. It took a mere second after Connor lowered that delicious waffle into the Wolf Dog’s bowl before it was devoured without remorse. [b][color=254f28]”Geez, you act like I don’t feed you..,”[/color][/b] the Variant chuckled, combing his fingers through Cerberus’ thick, gray fur. With the moment upon them, finally, Connor attached Cerberus’ leash, a bright green length with several cartoon paw prints across its shape, to the harness with a similar theme. After a small tug, the now happy Wolf Dog followed along as they stepped into the dimming evening light.

Now, Connor could indulge in what the boy had been longing for, and walk his dog, in the process. They often warranted more than a few whispers and heads turning their way, though whether it was the massive canine or his small, Variant companion was hard to say. However, none could deny that together, they made quite a noteworthy couple.