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"Never said I wasn’t, mutt." He scoffed. 

No like mean...

[he climbs up and tries to wiggle himself into Robert’s lap]

[he smiles up at Robert brightly and snuggles him. These were the moments he loved.] Love Daddy.

[he giggles as he watches, scooting closer and resting his chin on Robert’s shoulder. He looks up with his big puppy eyes, tail wagging behind him.] Up?

[Robert sighs and nods. Drake always did have the cutest puppy dog eyes.] 

[he climbs up and tries to wiggle himself into Robert's lap]

[he nods and smiles back, getting on his knees. He watches his Daddy hold the stuffed animal.] Mew!

[he giggles as he watches, scooting closer and resting his chin on Robert's shoulder. He looks up with his big puppy eyes, tail wagging behind him.] Up?

[he crawls over to him and puts his kitten stuffed animal into his lap. He smiles.] Mew. Kit!

[he nods and smiles back, getting on his knees. He watches his Daddy hold the stuffed animal.] Mew!

[he crawls over to him and puts his kitten stuffed animal into his lap. He smiles.] Mew. Kit!

[He stirs when he feels someone’s hand in his hair. He lets out a soft purr] Daddy… [in his sleepy haze, he thinks it’s his Daddy, not Jay.]

[Jay grins wider and shakes his head.] Not your daddy, but I can take care of you like he does…

[he squirms awake, holding onto his stuffed animal tighter. He looks up in confusion.]

[Drake is snuggled up on the floor, nothing covering his body except for the stuffed animal he clung to his chest. He sleeps soundly, his tail limply sitting around his thighs.]

[Jay licks his lips, walking up to the young pup that was sleeping. He looked at the stuffed animal and grinned. Some wolves just had the cute factor.] Hey little guy… [he squatted down and ran his fingers through Drake’s hair.]

[He stirs when he feels someone's hand in his hair. He lets out a soft purr] Daddy... [in his sleepy haze, he thinks it's his Daddy, not Jay.]

[he bites his thumb, his lip trembling.] No bad.

B-bad? Drake no bad...no bad. [he takes a step back, thinking he's in trouble.]

[he looks up and tilts his head.] Huh?

[He glances down at his feet] Drake good. Drake good.

[he pounces and picks it up, then rolls it over by him.]

[Austin smiles and picks up the ball, rolling it back to Drake.] How long have you been here?

[he looks up at Austin and shrugs.] Dunno.

[He watches the ball bounce back. He giggles softly and puts his hands out, but it rolls right by him.]

[He giggles.] Now you gotta chase after it and bring it back!

[he pounces and picks it up, then rolls it over by him.]