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[Connor had been dozing in his pool, not quite sleeping as such, just in a low power state. He has to wait until his tail dries out before he can do much else, but when the box opens and the confetti and fireworks soar into the sky, he can't help but smile slightly. The note makes him shake his head to himself, still smiling, and he gets up to find Hank.

The sight of all the pets wearing bows makes him tilt his head questioningly to the side, but the look on Hank's face for once drives him not to say anything. Instead he just goes over to hug him, eyes lingering on the velvet wormipede, who seems to be wearing that bow with pride.]

You're up early.

[He looks up at him, keeping his hands rested on Hank's waist.]

I liked the fireworks, by the way.

[All according to plan, as far as Hank was concerned. The wait gave him time to finish said bow-tying experiments. It's still strange to be hugged by a pretty man at his age but at this point Hank's begrudgingly learned to accept it.]

Well, you know. Gotta celebrate properly and all.

[He looks back at him not moving, a twinkle in his eyes.]

Half afraid they wouldn't work. Still pretty knew learning that trick...are you gonna move so I can get the rest of the stuff ready or are we gonna stand here like this?

[Not that he actually minds.]

I mean, it is my birthday.

[So if Connor wanted them to stand here for a while, Hank would have no choice, right? Still, he moves, bending down to pat the wormipede on the side.]

What kind of stuff?

[Aren't the fireworks and little pet bows enough? Connor knows he had a party last year, but the second time around his birthday isn't quite as exciting.]

[Hank just laughs back, pretending to look offended.]

Well looks like wisdom since hasn't fucking come in with age.

[Connor that's not the law and you know it.]

Is it still a surprise if I tell you?

[Sass with the rest, but don't mess with the best. Maybe.]

Well it all depends how busy you're planin' to be today.

[Well it should be the law.]

I have nothing planned. I'd like to spend some time with you, though.

[He straightens up again, hands idly rubbing together before he taps his chin in thought.]

Ideally, you'd spend the day with me.

[He just laughs at that answer, giving him a fake kick.]

Christ, you really have low standards.

[He's teasing, honestly that comment probably made his entire day and it's not even HIS birthday.]

Well you'll be happy to know that, yeah, I have nothing else planned but to spent the day with you. [Pause.] by that I do mean I have stuff for your birthday but I hadn't planned to celebrate in the morning and go work in the afternoon.

[Connor gives him a reproachful look.]

Because it's you? Don't be so hard on yourself, Hank. You're perfectly worth my time.

[He seems pleased that Hank will spend time with him, though.]

I'm sure they'll understand.

[Said in a way that implies Connor would march right on down to Runetchers himself if they didn't understand.]

Well, you've planned this much. Do you have any other plans for today?

Oh for fuck's sake Connor. I was kidding.

[He just laughs and well they haven't moved yet so he'll just say there some more until he gets tired. Whichever comes first.]

Yeah of course. What's the worst they can do? Fire me? I'm getting good enough with this magic shit I might be able to do stuff with it.

[Old man who is ~handy~ with his hands.]

Depends where you wanna go. I was thinking making a day at the beach, or a fishing trip, like with that cabin, only more in a fishing boat that hopefully you won't topple over.

[You'd think by now Connor would learn to take a joke, but when Hank puts himself down he just can't seem to find it funny.]

A fishing trip sounds nice.

[It could be peaceful. Just the two of them, too... how could Connor pass up something like that?]

And you never know. Maybe I'd want to topple over the side.

[They will unlock your joke module one day, Connor. Maybe.]

Thought you might like it. I can find someone to take care of the zoo while we're gone.

[Is that a joke or not? Hmm...]

Christ. I'm gonna pack a life jacket in that case!

[Safety first. Connor could remove it from him later.]

And pack a proper lunch.

[You might, you might not. Probably not, though.]

Good. Trouble over there is due for a feed in about an hour.

[Yes, the wormipede is called Trouble. Mostly because it gets into everything. Those teeth have ruined more than a few of Connor's possessions by now, and probably some of Hank's too. It also seems to like collaborating with Sumo and shredding the bag of dog food so they can both eat it.]

Please pack something healthy. A sandwich is fine, but I want to see some greens in there.

Oh my god, does that thing even stop eating?

[At this point, Hank has done the unthinkable and has basically magic-proofed a bunch of his clothes so that biting into them tastes horrible. Pets are smart, they learn eventually.

That dog dog situation tho. Urgh.]

Oh for fuck's sake Connor, it's your birthday, I'll just grab an entire head of lettuce and munch on that if it makes you feel better.

Sometimes.

[It certainly has grown to reflect how much it eats. It's about the size of an adult Lhasa Apso already, though it's slowing down a little after the initial growth spurt.

Connor thinks on it, then gives Hank an innocent smile.]

I guess I'll go get a head of lettuce for you, then.

[Hank what have you done to yourself.]

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Re: August 20th

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