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[hawkethat]

I hadn't, either. And she would be.

[What? He's not going to deny it, she's bite-sized!]

Although I think even a mabari would have trouble with all the hair.

[onetrackminds]

[he laughs at that, suddenly.]

She's a fur ball.

[it's funnier because he's had cats.]

[hawkethat]

[HAWKE DOESN'T GET IT]

...What's so funny?

[onetrackminds]

[pause.]

You'll see once we have cats.

[hawkethat]

[...He doesn't like the sound of that.]

That sounds ominous.

[onetrackminds]

...

At least cats don't pee on my clothes.

[hawkethat]

She only did that once. And she felt bad.

[Anders, you need to let go of that. :<]

[onetrackminds]

I'm just reminding you.

[all pets have their flaws okay don't hold it against the cats.]

[hawkethat]

I have to confess I'm not sure what hairballs have to do with her peeing on your clothes.

[All pets have their flaws okay don't hold it against the puppy]

[onetrackminds]

Aside from the fact she is one?

[hawkethat]

Aside from that. You said "furball" and then started laughing, and then mentioned cats.

[HE'S CONFUSED ANDERS HE DOESN'T KNOW CATS come on be a bro here ;w;]

[onetrackminds]

A joke is never funny if you have to explain it.

[quoting Varric here probably.]

[hawkethat]

...No, I guess it isn't.

[He won't pursue it, but that's not going to stop him from feeling confused! Or suddenly (even more) worried about taking on a litter of seven cats.]

[onetrackminds]

[he doesn't want to scare him too much beforehand!]

Are you going to keep teaching your furball how to swim?

[hawkethat]

I think so, unless you needed me for something.

[Suggestive eyebrow waggle]



[Hawke, no, stop, Hawke, you're both naked in public, stoppit...!]

[onetrackminds]

[smiles, and leans in to kiss him.]

Later, definitely.

[hawkethat]

[Hawke smiles back as he returns the kiss]

Are you going to keep being all handsome and distracting over there?

[He indicates the deeper water where Anders had been swimming with a tilt of his head]

[onetrackminds]

[you are a mystery to him, Hawke.]

If you don't mind. I'd like to swim.

[hawkethat]

[What why]

Then swim. We'll be right here.

[onetrackminds]

[because he's a far too skinny man with, currently, stubble bordering on a beard and dark circles under his eyes. To start with.

Hardly the definition of handsome.]

We can take turns if you'd like to swim as well.

[as in, he'll babysit the hairball.]

[hawkethat]

[Hawke disagrees!]

I'd like that.

[Anders gets another kiss for offering to babysit puppy so Hawke can swim too.]

[onetrackminds]

[just remind him to shave later.]

Alright. I won't take too long.

[he kisses back, then turns to swim off again.]

[hawkethat]

[Don't worry, he will.]


[And while Anders swims, Hawke will go back to playing with Pearl, encouraging her to swim around in the shallows and giving her lots of love and praise as she does so. By the time Anders rejoins them, she'll have quite warmed up to this whole "swimming" thing, but she's also pretty tuckered out, so Anders' babysitting job will mainly consist of petting her and probably telling her to stop getting sand all over his and Hawke's clothes.]

[onetrackminds]

[And all this after just a few laps.

Anders is fairly exhausted as well, due only part to his lack of sleep. Normally he might have wanted to swim more, but he can feel his body objecting. And he also doesn't want to keep Hawke waiting too long.

He swims over, sitting down in the shallow water and looking over at them.]

Was it too much for her little legs to handle?

[hawkethat]

No, I think it was just the right amount for her little legs. Swimming's hard work when you're weighed down by so much hair. Isn't it, Pearl?

[Pearl is sitting up in the sand, panting and looking tired but pleased.]

[When Hawke turns back toward Anders, he gives him a considering look. Don't think he can't see how exhausted you look, Anders.]

Feel better?