"Four?? I have my hands full with this little one," Julius shook his head, "He is the cutest little gremlin honestly. I love him, but damn."

“Oh, they are pure chaos, though my wife also helps, and they really can tire themselves out in a massive lawn.” She laughed, “They’re our babies.”

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With Giz tucked under his arm, Julius stood at the door to Dylan's apartment. Giz was always whining and pawing at where Dylan used to sit on his couch, and Julius knew he missed him. Hell, Julius missed him too but he wasn't entirely sure where they stood these days.

Knocking on the door, Julius took a deep breath, absentmindedly scratching at Giz's head. When the door opened, Julius' bright smile plastered over his features. "Hey, Giz missed you so I thought I'd just swing by, y'know."

Dylan hadn’t been expecting guests that day, so he was surprised when he heard a knock at his door. Juniper beat him to the door, of course, tiny claws skittering against the hardwood as she rushed over and started sniffing at the gap between the bottom of the door and the floor, only for Dylan to scoop her up with a sigh after looking out the peephole and seeing Julius standing there before opening the door.

“Hey...” Dylan couldn’t really say he didn’t want to see Julius, in fact he had very much wanted to see him basically constantly since their breakup and had to put a lot of effort into not simply going straight back to the other man, he had to at least try to get over him.

Juniper didn’t seem to have the same thoughts, though, as she tried to escape his arms as soon as she saw Gizmo and Julius, who she had missed this past while about as much as Dylan had. That did pull a laugh from him, she really was absolutely adorable.

“Junie’s missed you too, yeah,” Dylan hesitated a moment, “Come in, yeah.”

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It felt like it had taken ages, but Astrid was finally done unpacking all of her things from moving. She’d wanted her room to look perfect, or at least perfect to her and it had taken a few too many times of moving things around to get it to look that way. She definitely wasn’t a perfectionist or anything, but she didn’t want to have to move things again anytime soon because she didn’t like a set up. It wasn’t even really that much either, so how it took her so long, she’d never know. Leaving the room with a small sigh, she made her way to kitchen, in desperate need of a coffee, even if it was like four in the afternoon. Noting Ben as she entered, she offered the other a small smile. “I really hope this whole moving thing wasn’t as much of a nightmare for you as it was me.”

Over the years since she had moved up to Huntsville Ben had managed to take the multiple suitcases she had come with down to one suitcase and a backpack, much easier to carry around herself. Now she was actually properly moving in somewhere again and it still didn’t feel quite real. She looked around the bare room that was now hers and thought for a moment before just dropping both her suitcase and bag on the floor. She would just unpack stuff as she used it. That worked, yeah. Which meant the only thing to be put away just then was her toiletry bag which she simply dumped on the counter in the bathroom before moving to start wandering the house.

“I hope it wasn’t that bad for you,” Ben smiled back at Astrid as she came into the kitchen, “It’s been fine for me, yeah, if you need any help or anything?”

“Gizmo, like the little gremlin from Gremlins. Not that he’s a gremlin, – well, sometimes,” Julius grinned, shaking his head at his dog. “He likes to go on adventures. Often without a leash.”

“Adorable,” Margaret laughed, “I’ve never had a small dog, but I have three Newfies and a Husky, so I know well the call to off lease adventure. Gremlins is absolutely the right word.”

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“gizmo!” julius called out, chasing after the rather energetic shih zhu that had escaped his arms and ran down the street. finally catching up to the puppy, he scooped him in his arms, turning to the nearest standerby with a sheepish smile. “i’m so sorry, he didn’t pee on your shoes or anything did he? he tends to do that when he’s annoyed at me.”

Margaret had originally turned around when she felt a breath of air against her ankle, looking down to see a small dog staring up at her, and then looking up again when someone came and scooped him up off the sidewalk.

“No peeing, fortunately, though I can’t say he wasn’t thinking about it,” She laughed, “What’s his name?”

To say that Dylan's life had changed drastically in the ten months or so since he had finally seen Harley again was something of an understatement. To learn that he had a son, one that he had never known for six years, to try and build a relationship with the shy and anxious boy out of basically nothing. Then now to do all of that after having moved from nearby in Huntsville out back to Toronto.

Now, though, the holidays were coming up, and Harley and Roscoe were going to be coming down to visit so he could spend his first Christmas knowing he’s a dad with his son, but then he had also learned that his parents were planning on coming to visit as well, and they wanted to meet their surprise grandson. He couldn’t just tell them no, or at least he didn’t feel like he could, and so now he had to deal with trying to figure out how one gave their kid a good Christmas while also trying to make sure that his parents didn’t go and ruin it. He knew what his parents were like, and he hadn’t wanted Roscoe growing up having to deal with that too. Hopefully if it was just holidays then it wouldn’t be quite so bad...?

Still he worried as he went to go meet up with Harley and Roscoe, even as he tried to at least pull himself together a little to not worry Roscoe.

“Hey,” Dylan forced a smile as he saw the other two, not entirely ungenuine, simply trying to hide what else was there, “How was the trip.”