#herm dispatch

Victor

'is that the last twinkie?' you heard from behind you, yet you didn't need to look to see who asked for you knew you'd be met with Victor standing in the doorway to the staff breakroom, arms crossed upon realising that he was too slow in getting a twinkie. 'it is the last twinkie Vic.' you replied, already opening up the packaging conceiling the sweet treat when a shadow loomed over you, followed by a weight resting on your shoulder as the fur tickled your neck and side of your face, making you let out a giggle at not just the feeling but also at the obvious gluttony that was consuming your favourite bat hybrid.

'can i help you? you asked, fighting back a smile when you felt his hands on your waist, keeping you in place, while his eyes remained on the untouched twinkie in your hand. 'mind giving me half?' Victor says and you raised a brow at this, you had gotten the last twinkie fair and square and now you were being asked to share? Didn't that defeat the purpose of enjoying a good and whole twinkie all to yourself?

Everyone knew you didn't share food, especially not if you were exhasted and had skipped one or two meals despite being scolded multiple times by your teammates about how unhealthy that habit of yours was. 'share my twinkie?' You echoed as you moved to look at Victor, 'you want me to cut my beautiful and delicous twinkie in half just so you can have your fix for the day?' Victor's ears twitched at the humourous infliction within your voice, hearing it twice as loud as an average person and finding it twice as sweet. 'That and because i'm your favourite here and you love me very, very much.' he finishes, flashing what he hoped was a convicing enough smile.

'here you go, gluttonous bat.' you sighed dramatically as you broke your twinkie in half and held out one half to Victor -who was quick to eat it from your hand- before shoving your half into your mouth quickly before Victor thinks to pull the wall over your eyes and steal your half when you weren't looking, much like he did the last time you had the last twinkie.You didn't speak to him for a week until he bough you a twinkie while on his break, then you forgave him while stuffing your faces. 'thank you sweetheart, much appreciated.' Victor replied as he kissed your cheek and left you alone in the break room, where you smiled as you watched him leave with a newfound pep in his step.

'he's lucky he's cute.' you said to yourself before remebering that due to Victor being a bat hybrid, he easily heard what you just said, and this was proven correct when Victor poked his head into the breakroom to wink at you before leaving you alone once more.

Robert

You weren't feeling the greatest lately and Robert could clearly see the tiredness within your eyes even having several cups of coffee, the lack of energy with your slow and sluggish movements as though every step was a nuissence, and how you'd seem to phase in and out of conversations like you couldn't keep concentration even if it was important.

So he knew he had to do something to combat it; enter beef.

Robert knew you loved the plump dog more then anything -not that he was jealous of this well known fact, not one bit- and could be often found holding the dog in your lap and playing with his paws like they give you stress relief. Hell he even found you asleep on the couch with beef once before, his dog finding comfort in your arms as he was just as deeply asleep as you were that day, snoring away like nothing else mattered.

So when Robert was trying to think of ways to lighten your mood, he knew nothing could lighten your mood more then seeing beef waddle into your room, and all in his little plump glory and all. While he might be jealous of how much of your attention his dog hogged, it was all worth it to see you smile and talk to beef in that silly voice of yours that match his own voice for him, just sweeter and lighter and not so... like a fucking gremlin.

'your on beef, work your magic.' Robert whispered to his dog- who was looking back at him with thoughtless yet happy eyes- and gave him a quick scratch between the ears before opening the door to your room and letting beef loose as he waddled towards you excitedly, barking for your attention and pawing at you until you looked at him. 'heya buddy!' Robert heard you said happily for the first time that week, making his day as he smiled at your overwheling love for his dog, pretending that it also extended to him too but even he knew that was wishful thinking.

He watched as you picked beef up and placed him on your lap, kissing him on the head and smiling when he reciprocated your kisses with wet slobbery ones, hearing you laugh as you began to play with his paw like you've always done. Robert leant against the doorway, arms cross and smiling softly as your smile came back in full force as well as the pretty twinkle in your eyes that he's come to adore, your joyous and kind self was back and on the mend and that's all he could ask for. Yet while he was watching you enjoy the company of his dog, what he didn't hear was you whispering to beef, having caught Robert in the corner of your eyes looking like a love sick dope, you smiled softly as you did so. 'He looks really handsome when he's smiling don't you think?'