[even when logan pulls up the short distance away, peter stays sitting on the ground, curled protectively around the whimpering bundle in his jacket. he's almost afraid to look-- if he opens his eyes, will they be safe? are they still part of this world?
but of course they are because he's way too quick to be outdone by a vehicle.
he heaves a breath and finally stands, arms still encircling himself as he meets logan's gaze. then, with slight tentativeness, quicksilver opens his coat and out squirms the adorable wrinkly pup, yipping excitedly despite being secured in his hands.]
Yeah, but it's cool— I got him!
[now that he's sure they're all okay, he clambers back into the truck, letting their new addition tumble around on the seat.] God, Logan ... [he focuses solely on the other man's face.] It's so goddamn cute.
[ The first thing Logan thinks to say is: ] Why are you looking at me like that.
[ Because the pup is making itself comfortable on Peter's chair, making vague noises and sniffing everywhere, and Logan's gaze is shifting from said rapscallion puppy to Peter where he stands by his side. ]
[in case the other man had any doubts,] Come on, Logan! We almost ran him over. [a pause, long enough for him to reach out and scoop the pup up into his arms.] The least we could do is take him home, bathe him and give him some food.
[yes, 'him' is what peter's using, despite not knowing if it's actually a male or female.]
We gotta. [another brief moment of hesitation before an idea pops into his head and he makes his features downturn.] Kurt'd tell us it's our christian duty ... and I'm not gonna be the one to explain that a defenseless little puppy got left in the middle of the road.
[ Logan's expression flattens. ] I'm not Christian. [ And sure, he had been at some point, but that phase has long since passed.
Still, the puppy's snuggling up into Peter with a kindness that isn't necessarily nothing. ]
A bath and some food. [ His tone is firm, but he keeps his gaze off Peter and his puppy pal in fear of his resolve crumbling. God damn it. ] And then we're finding him some real owners.
Okay, but what about being the good in the world you wanna see or whatever? Don't have to be religious for that one.
[peter shifts slightly in his seat, allows the pup to settle in his lap where it starts dozing without hesitation. if he were the type— aw, who's he kidding? he's totally the type to make an incoherent high-pitched noise, trying to keep from the disturbing his little snuggle buddy.
logan's reluctant acceptance of getting the little guy food and bathing him only furthers his blatant excitement.] Yeah, yeah. A bath and food then we'll go from there.
[ Logan already knows he's going to regret saying yes to this, but doesn't try to argue any more than he already has as he starts the drive back home.
It's not too far from here to the mansion, and Logan drives the truck back into the garage instead of dropping Peter and the dog off at the front doors. And, speaking of that god damn little critter, he decides to leave taking the motorcycle in the back out for later.
Bath and food first.
As they enter the kitchen from the door in the garage, Logan crinkles his nose. ] You know how to bathe that thing?
[quicksilver wastes no time scooping the pup up into his arms and leaping out of the truck once they've gotten home, doing his best to keep his (possibly literal) vibrating under control.
he follows close behind logan, peers around the taller man, making sure no one else is going to see their newly gained little bundle. once he deems it safe enough, peter darts around him and makes a beeline toward the fridge.]
Sure do! Do we have any eggs? [asked as he's scanning the refrigerator trays, of course.] They'd be soft enough for him to eat and they're safe for dogs.
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but of course they are because he's way too quick to be outdone by a vehicle.
he heaves a breath and finally stands, arms still encircling himself as he meets logan's gaze. then, with slight tentativeness, quicksilver opens his coat and out squirms the adorable wrinkly pup, yipping excitedly despite being secured in his hands.]
Yeah, but it's cool— I got him!
[now that he's sure they're all okay, he clambers back into the truck, letting their new addition tumble around on the seat.] God, Logan ... [he focuses solely on the other man's face.] It's so goddamn cute.
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[ Because the pup is making itself comfortable on Peter's chair, making vague noises and sniffing everywhere, and Logan's gaze is shifting from said rapscallion puppy to Peter where he stands by his side. ]
You're... oh, no.
No, we're not taking this thing home.
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[in case the other man had any doubts,] Come on, Logan! We almost ran him over. [a pause, long enough for him to reach out and scoop the pup up into his arms.] The least we could do is take him home, bathe him and give him some food.
[yes, 'him' is what peter's using, despite not knowing if it's actually a male or female.]
We gotta. [another brief moment of hesitation before an idea pops into his head and he makes his features downturn.] Kurt'd tell us it's our christian duty ... and I'm not gonna be the one to explain that a defenseless little puppy got left in the middle of the road.
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Still, the puppy's snuggling up into Peter with a kindness that isn't necessarily nothing. ]
A bath and some food. [ His tone is firm, but he keeps his gaze off Peter and his puppy pal in fear of his resolve crumbling. God damn it. ] And then we're finding him some real owners.
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[peter shifts slightly in his seat, allows the pup to settle in his lap where it starts dozing without hesitation. if he were the type— aw, who's he kidding? he's totally the type to make an incoherent high-pitched noise, trying to keep from the disturbing his little snuggle buddy.
logan's reluctant acceptance of getting the little guy food and bathing him only furthers his blatant excitement.] Yeah, yeah. A bath and food then we'll go from there.
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It's not too far from here to the mansion, and Logan drives the truck back into the garage instead of dropping Peter and the dog off at the front doors. And, speaking of that god damn little critter, he decides to leave taking the motorcycle in the back out for later.
Bath and food first.
As they enter the kitchen from the door in the garage, Logan crinkles his nose. ] You know how to bathe that thing?
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he follows close behind logan, peers around the taller man, making sure no one else is going to see their newly gained little bundle. once he deems it safe enough, peter darts around him and makes a beeline toward the fridge.]
Sure do! Do we have any eggs? [asked as he's scanning the refrigerator trays, of course.] They'd be soft enough for him to eat and they're safe for dogs.
Unless you can pull puppy food from thin air?