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Asher who’s never taken seriously and babe whose jokes get spoken over

Milo who grew up needing protecting from a cop and Sweetheart who grew up dreaming of protecting people as one

Asher: not surprisingly, he is a blabbermouth. Won't stay still, waving his lanky limbs all over. He's such a danger to himself that Babe has to call in reinforcements a.k.a David and Darlin' to watch him while they go to pick up supplies. Ash takes this opportunity to spill every single piece of gossip he knows, though he's not on his a-game as he jokes about David to David himself who retaliates by making a video of him to show at his next birthday party.

David : the anesthesia turns him into a sap. He is looking at Angel from the passenger seat on the drive home getting all misty eyed which freaks Angel out. He asks Angel to please grab his phone and starts a note in the app talking about how grateful he is for everyone in his life. At home, he insists on using his mate as a weighted blanket which leaves Angel unable to get up for several hours and having to resort to Milo and Sweetheart for supplies and food, they stop by later with their son in tow. Turns out dopey David is a BIG fan of Aggro, who turns out is a big fan of doped David.

Milo : acted all tough until he was about to be put under, at that point he started squeezing Sweetheart's hand really hard and playing with their ring (his is on a chain around their neck until he can wear it again). Sweetheart reassured him time and time again, they were going to be there when he woke up. When he wakes up, he feels too energized and it takes Sweetheart, Marie and Sam to get him to lay back down.

Meanwhile Sam is silently panicking because he can't tell if Darlin is even alive under the thousands of blankets they've hidden under while on the couch or bed.

Also feel like Darlin are one of those people with mood swings whenever they sick except it occur at the most inconvenient of times. Sam be trying to make soup, tea and prepares their medicine meanwhile Darlin is tugging on his shirt while they lean on him whining about coming back to bed and snuggling with them.

To trying to wiggle further under neath their mountains of blankets, whining about how they're fine and to leave them alone. Whenever Sam tries to get them to take their medicine or check their temp, trying to coax them with cuddles while the nap on the couch for the 20th time today.

Asher shifted in the car, excited to stretch his wolf legs. He took up the entirety of the trunk and the back row of seats, tail wagging excitedly as he poked his head out the window and chomped on the air that whooshed past.

But then Babe turned the car.

And they parked not at a forest…

But at a dog park.

Asher was already shifted. He had his head out the door, and a few dog owners did a quick glance in his direction. It was too late to shift back.

Babe stifled a laugh, watching as his face fell when he realised what was happening. He was always so expressive in his wolf form.

“Come on, puppy! Time to play!” Babe sang, opening up the trunk and letting him hop out. He wanted to give them a death stare, but seeing their smiling face stopped him. They were really enjoying this. And as much as Asher wanted to be mad, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about would happen.

And how could he complain when Babe was walking him on a leash? That alone was enough to send his mind a little down the gutter.

So he decided to play along.

Asher trotted alongside Babe as they led him into the play fence. He kept his eyes on them - they were smiling the entire time. He couldn’t help but melt at how adorable their smile was.

His ears perked up when Babe leaned down, whispering to him.

“Look there.”

Asher gave them a few wolf kisses on the cheek (how could he miss the opportunity when their face was right there) before turning his gaze in the direction they pointed.

There, on the other side of the dog park, was a huge dog.

Not even a dog.

A wolf.

A wolf with the most intimidating stare as he sat menacingly next to his owner.

…

“David?”

Asher asked through telepathy.

A gruff, deep voice responded.

“Don’t.”

Angel couldn’t hold back their laugh.

Asher took that as his cue to sprint up to him, wagging his tail and nudging him with his nose. His excitement caught the attention of the other dogs, and soon David had the whole dog park focused on him.

He had little chihuahuas barking at him, trying to dominate the huge alpha. He had golden retrievers licking all over his face, circling him and jumping around trying to get him to play.

Happy pride yall!!

We got Trans Baabe with supportive husband Ash, gender Queer Darlin/Tank, intersex Dear, and the gays themselves Damien and Huxley!

They cannot bridge with Angel and Babe. The show of immense trust and love is unavailable for them, because they chose to give up on it in order to be together and marry their mates. Striving to show the same level that the bridge could offer in much simpler ways that they are more familiar with. Their core signs for them, but they can never get anything back, not in that way.