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She could stand to be more careful in general.

[He did take good care of her! He healed her before healing herself, and made sure to wash all the coffee out of her fur. And then made sure she forgot about all the trauma.

He sure acts like he hates dogs, doesn't he.]

She does get tired really easily.

[Although for now she is full of energy! And so determined to catch that ball! If only her splashing wasn't just sending it further away.]

I'll just have to keep working with her.

[This is really nice, leaning on Anders, watching Pearl splash around...!]

It must take a lot of energy to keep those tiny legs going the way she does.

Can you train her to ask before jumping?

[Anders is slowly getting better at giving her orders, too. Little by little.

And is Hawke enjoying the fact he's only wearing his smallclothes, then?]

It's almost impressive how fast she can get for someone so small.

I can. We'll start working on that next.

[He's slowly getting better about tolerating her, too! Don't think Hawke hasn't noticed.

And of course Hawke is enjoying Anders' lack of clothing, why wouldn't he be?]

Shorter legs can go faster than longer ones, maybe?

Training her is still a mystery to me.

[She's part of the family! It was only a matter of time.

Just pointing it out.]

Maybe she's making up for the fact she's so small.

It's a good thing you've got me around then, isn't it?

[Because training isn't a mystery to him. Maybe a little frustrating at times, because Pearl, for all her willingness to do what is asked of her, is no mabari, so understanding is not as quick as Hawke sometimes might wish.

But she's still a doll, regardless.]

Maybe, although I honestly doubt she realizes how tiny she really is.

Very lucky.

[Although if Hawke wasn't around, there also wouldn't be a dog around, since she belongs to him and not Anders. It's definitely worth it, though.

And she kind of is. Maybe.]

How can she not?

With a personality as big as hers, it probably hasn't even occurred to her.

[He says as she yips and dives for her ball! It eludes her once again, but that doesn't discourage her! She'll keep paddling around in circles forever if they let her. Or until she gets tired, whichever happens first.]

Is that how dogs measure size?

[...okay, even he is finding this adorable. Pearl, you are never going to succeed, not if you keep trying the same way each time.]

That seems likely to me. I'm pretty sure she thinks she's a mabari half the time, anyway.

[YOU DON'T KNOW THAT GRUMPY PAPA SHE WILL GET THAT BALL EVENTUALLY!!!!]

[Except she really won't, but shhh, don't tell her that!]

That wouldn't surprise me, actually.

[hey, the chase is the fun part, right??]

Why Anders, is that a note of affection I detect?

[He asks as he leans in to kiss Anders' cheek.]

You're imagining things, love.

No, I don't think I am.

[From there he'll move down to nuzzling against Anders' neck. Enjoy the scratchy beard there.]

... She's still no cat.

[He does enjoy that, actually. It's sending a shiver down his back, in fact, so he's just going to turn and wrap his arms properly around Hawke.]

That's not exactly something she can help, you know.

[Oh, good, that makes it easier to start dropping kisses on Anders neck and exposed collar. So that's what he's going to do now.

Meanwhile, Pearl continues to paddle and splash around, oblivious for the moment that her papas' attention is no longer entirely on her.]

I know.

[Are you trying to distract him, Hawke? If so, it's working. He sighs, pressing a kiss to Hawke's cheek.]

I was wondering how long it would take you.

That's hardly fair, making me choose between an adorable puppy splashing in the bath and my nearly naked lover. Are you sure you didn't plan it like this just to see what I would do?

[He's clearly very upset, as he continues to drop lazy kisses all up and down Anders' bare skin.]

I wouldn't need to. I already knew what you would do.

[You're very predictable, Hawke. Although Anders is enjoying it. Even if he's starting to think it's unfair that Hawke is still fully dressed.]

...Am I that predictable?

[He asks as if he doesn't already know the answer. Whatever. He's a horny asshole, what can he say?]

You are, love.

[It's okay, Anders enjoys the attention a great deal, please do keep that up. Although they should probably get Pearl out of the bath before starting anything.]

How do you even put up with me?

[Don't worry, Pearl will remind them she's there! This time with a series of excited, breathy huffs and whines, because she's finally caught her ball! Did you see her, Grumpy Papa? Did you see her, Beardy Papa? She needs some praise here, okay? Okay!]

It's a mystery.

[nooo, Pearl, don't disrupt their sexy times!! Although they really should be paying attention to her, in case she gets tired. So Anders will pull away about half an inch to check on her.]

...Your dog has learned how to catch a ball.

What a good girl! You caught that all by yourself? That's my girl!

[The switch from sexytimes to puppytimes is pretty much instantaneous. Sorry, Anders, Hawke is pulling away now to pet the clever puppy who caught her ball despite all the odds.]

[he's used to it. He knows he'll get sexytimes later. He'll still sigh, though, because clearly Hawke has all the wrong priorities.

Even though it's difficult not to laugh at Pearl's excitement. Especially when she yips in agreement with Hawke and accidentally drops the ball again. The poor puppy.]

I don't think she thought that one through.

[~~adorable~~]

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