David Putty speaks....
Title: "A Backyard Afternoon" by David Putty
Author:
joshuazgirl128 (that would be ME!)
Pairing: Mikey/Davey! ; implied Mike/Dave/OFC
Rating: We'll go PG-13....just to be safe, but on the light side of that.
Disclaimer: I do not own, Mike, Dave, or David Putty. *is sad* I do own Carolyn and Taz...cuz they're me and my dog.
Summary: David Putty spends a day outside with his two favorite people!
Warning(s): So, the OFC in this fic is....um...me. LOL And it is implied that I do, in fact, get my Mavid. But there's no details or anything.
Also, not really a warning, but the OMD (Official male dog) in this fic is my doggy Taz, who can be seen here: http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k5/joshuazgirl128/misc/taz.jpg
Notes: Ok, so this is totaly the weirdest fic I've ever written! LOL It's sort of from David Putty's POV, but it's not in first person (dog). But, you can hear everything that he's thinking....in English. So, if that weren't weird enough....through another crazy convo I was having, I decided to put me and my dog in the story as well. So...here goes. lol
"Oooh! Someone's here! Someone's here! I gotta go bark at the door!" David Putty ran as fast as his little legs could carry him towards the front door when he heard the doorbell ring. "Daddy! Daddy! Open the door!" He jumped at Michael's legs, hurrying him along.
"Okay, okay. I'm going." Michael chuckled as he turned the knob on the door.
"UNCLE DAVEY!" DP began spinning around in circles continuously. "Uncle Davey's here! Uncle Davey's here!" After a few moments DP stopped spinning around, as he was getting dizzy, and took a moment to look up at his two favorite people. His Uncle Davey had yet to greet him properly and this was really starting to irk him! "Uncle Davey! Quit licking on Daddy and pet me already!" He wiggled his way between the two, pounding his tail against their legs.
"Well hello there, buddy." David leaned down and picked up his favorite puppy, scratching him behind the ears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you."
"Oooh....feels good...." DP rubbed his little head against David's hand, enjoying the sensations.
"Oh...look at that! He makes the same noises you do when I scratch behind your ears!" David said, giving Mike a quick wink as he followed him into the house.
"Mmhmm....come on out to the backyard. I have a lovely afternoon set up for the three of us." Mike said proudly, leading the way.
"Alright then." David agreed, setting DP back on the ground.
"Hey! Wait! Daddy! Uncle Davey! I got short, stubby little legs!" David Putty tried to run after them, slipping slightly when he got to the kitchen and lost the grip he had when he was on carpet. Michael stood waiting at the sliding glass door when DP finally made it there. "Thank you, Daddy..." DP trotted over to the lounge chair his Uncle Davey had made himself comfortable in and tried to jump up onto it....to no avail. David noticed the puppy struggling and happily picked him up and placed him on his chest, immediately recieving happy little licks all over his face.
"Mikey! Your dog is molesting me!"
"Well....puppy see, puppy do." Mikey snickered, leaning down to press his lips against David's. He suddenly remembered that Dave had puppy spit all over him and leaped back. "Eww!" He looked back down to see matching pouts on his two David's faces, his heart melting on the spot. "Sorry..." Michael leaned down again, resituating himself so he was laying down on the chair next to David. "Forgive me?" He gave his own pout before kissing David once again, deepening it this time, letting his tongue slip between his lips.
"Um...Daddy!" DP pawed at Michael's hair. "Daddy...Uncle Davey?" Nothing. "Oh! Not again! Fine...I'm gonna go play with my toys then...." DP jumped down from the chair, running to find his favorite stuffed puppy friend, allowing David and Michael to fill in the gap left by the dog's absense.
DP romped around the yard for awhile, throwing his stuffed puppy friend up in the air and chasing after it. "I'm bored..." He looked over to the lounge chair to see his Daddy grinding his hips against Uncle Davey's. He looked down at his stuffed puppy friend. "Look at that....Daddy and Uncle Davey are playing the same game we play sometimes..."
DP hurried back over to the lounge chair where the two men were still fully engrossed in each other's mouthes, totally oblivious to the fact that there was a bored little puppy trying to get their attention. David Putty wiggled his little butt back and forth, gathering up all the power he had inside him to muster up a growly, attention grabbing little "RUFF!"
Michael pulled away from David, bringing his hand out from underneath the younger man's shirt to touch his own swollen lips. "Heh, I think somebody wants our attention." David just nodded for the moment, unable to entirely form words again just yet. Michael leaned his forehead against David's, a big grin on his face. "Ooh, you wanna go swimming? Putty can come....I'm teaching how to doggy paddle."
David stopped for a moment to consider that before laughing at the thought. "I didn't bring any trunks."
"And....why do you need trunks exactly?" Michael asked, nibbling along David's jawline.
"Michael Johns! We are outside in the middle of the day! Having people catch us making out is one thing....I am not going to allow them to see the goods!"
"Fine!" Michael sighed deeply. "You can borrow a pair of mine....if you must!" As soon as Michael opened the sliding door DP shot back into the house toward the bedroom. He'd heard the word 'swimming' and he didn't want Daddy and Uncle Davey to waste any time up there so he was gonna keep his eye on them.
~*~
Once the boys had changed they made their way back out to the yard, DP following happily with a ball in his mouth. David and Michael got in the pool, while DP stood along the side, wagging his tail enthusiastically, waiting for his Daddy to put him in the water. "I wanna go swimming....I wanna go swimming...Daddy! Over here! I wanna go swimming!"
"Yes, yes. I see you little guy. Ready?" Michael picked him up, holding him as he dipped him into the water. "Alright...now...swim to Uncle Davey." David Putty frantically kicked his little legs, doing his best to go in the direction of his Uncle Davey who was standing there with his arms held out and one of those big old Uncle Davey grins that DP loved so much!
"Almost.....there..." DP made little growly noises and he continued paddling along. "Uncle Davey!"
"Woohoo! Awesome job buddy!" David held onto to DP and held him against his chest.
"Whew! I am exhausted Uncle Davey!" DP told him, which translated into little licks. "Put me back on the deck please." which translated into wiggling towards the deck.
"Alright, alright. Had enough, huh, little guy?" David lifted him back onto the deck, suddenly feeling arms encircle his waist. "And what do you want?" he asked, turning around to find chocolate eyes staring into his own.
"What do you think I want?" Michael asked with a mischevious tone and the deep Australian accent.
David Putty saw where this was going. "Uh-oh." He went and laid underneath the plastic chair that sat on top of the deck and used his little paws to cover up his eyes.
"Dude! You scared Putty!" David chuckled, looking over at the hidden puppy.
"He's used to it..." Michael replied, gently sucking on David's collarbone.
"Mmm....Mike..."
"AHEM!" A voice came from behind them.
They both sighed heavily and turned to the familiar girl. "Hi Carolyn." they said in unison.
"Hi guys." she replied with a smirk.
"CAROLYN! TAZ! CAROLYN! TAZ!" David Putty shot out from underneath the chair to greet the visitors. Carolyn crouched down, setting her chihuahua on the ground next to DP.
"Hey buddy! You guys wanna play?" Carolyn asked, scratching both of their heads. The two puppies greeted each other happily, wrestling in the grass. Carolyn stood up, smiling and walked over to the side of the pool. "How about you? You guys wanna play?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow. Michael turned back to David, giving him a quick look before shrugging and making his way out of the pool, David right behind him.
~*~
Taz and David Putty were laying comfortably on the couch watching Lady and the Tramp.
"So..." Taz asked, "How long do you think Mommy is gonna be in there?"
"You better sit back and enjoy the movie....you're gonna be here awhile." DP told him, pushing the popcorn bowl towards him with his nose. "Or....we could go play with my stuffed puppy friend."
Taz looked at him. "Sounds like a plan!"
Author:
joshuazgirl128 (that would be ME!)
Pairing: Mikey/Davey! ; implied Mike/Dave/OFC
Rating: We'll go PG-13....just to be safe, but on the light side of that.
Disclaimer: I do not own, Mike, Dave, or David Putty. *is sad* I do own Carolyn and Taz...cuz they're me and my dog.
Summary: David Putty spends a day outside with his two favorite people!
Warning(s): So, the OFC in this fic is....um...me. LOL And it is implied that I do, in fact, get my Mavid. But there's no details or anything.
Also, not really a warning, but the OMD (Official male dog) in this fic is my doggy Taz, who can be seen here: http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k5/joshuazgirl128/misc/taz.jpg
Notes: Ok, so this is totaly the weirdest fic I've ever written! LOL It's sort of from David Putty's POV, but it's not in first person (dog). But, you can hear everything that he's thinking....in English. So, if that weren't weird enough....through another crazy convo I was having, I decided to put me and my dog in the story as well. So...here goes. lol
"Oooh! Someone's here! Someone's here! I gotta go bark at the door!" David Putty ran as fast as his little legs could carry him towards the front door when he heard the doorbell ring. "Daddy! Daddy! Open the door!" He jumped at Michael's legs, hurrying him along.
"Okay, okay. I'm going." Michael chuckled as he turned the knob on the door.
"UNCLE DAVEY!" DP began spinning around in circles continuously. "Uncle Davey's here! Uncle Davey's here!" After a few moments DP stopped spinning around, as he was getting dizzy, and took a moment to look up at his two favorite people. His Uncle Davey had yet to greet him properly and this was really starting to irk him! "Uncle Davey! Quit licking on Daddy and pet me already!" He wiggled his way between the two, pounding his tail against their legs.
"Well hello there, buddy." David leaned down and picked up his favorite puppy, scratching him behind the ears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you."
"Oooh....feels good...." DP rubbed his little head against David's hand, enjoying the sensations.
"Oh...look at that! He makes the same noises you do when I scratch behind your ears!" David said, giving Mike a quick wink as he followed him into the house.
"Mmhmm....come on out to the backyard. I have a lovely afternoon set up for the three of us." Mike said proudly, leading the way.
"Alright then." David agreed, setting DP back on the ground.
"Hey! Wait! Daddy! Uncle Davey! I got short, stubby little legs!" David Putty tried to run after them, slipping slightly when he got to the kitchen and lost the grip he had when he was on carpet. Michael stood waiting at the sliding glass door when DP finally made it there. "Thank you, Daddy..." DP trotted over to the lounge chair his Uncle Davey had made himself comfortable in and tried to jump up onto it....to no avail. David noticed the puppy struggling and happily picked him up and placed him on his chest, immediately recieving happy little licks all over his face.
"Mikey! Your dog is molesting me!"
"Well....puppy see, puppy do." Mikey snickered, leaning down to press his lips against David's. He suddenly remembered that Dave had puppy spit all over him and leaped back. "Eww!" He looked back down to see matching pouts on his two David's faces, his heart melting on the spot. "Sorry..." Michael leaned down again, resituating himself so he was laying down on the chair next to David. "Forgive me?" He gave his own pout before kissing David once again, deepening it this time, letting his tongue slip between his lips.
"Um...Daddy!" DP pawed at Michael's hair. "Daddy...Uncle Davey?" Nothing. "Oh! Not again! Fine...I'm gonna go play with my toys then...." DP jumped down from the chair, running to find his favorite stuffed puppy friend, allowing David and Michael to fill in the gap left by the dog's absense.
DP romped around the yard for awhile, throwing his stuffed puppy friend up in the air and chasing after it. "I'm bored..." He looked over to the lounge chair to see his Daddy grinding his hips against Uncle Davey's. He looked down at his stuffed puppy friend. "Look at that....Daddy and Uncle Davey are playing the same game we play sometimes..."
DP hurried back over to the lounge chair where the two men were still fully engrossed in each other's mouthes, totally oblivious to the fact that there was a bored little puppy trying to get their attention. David Putty wiggled his little butt back and forth, gathering up all the power he had inside him to muster up a growly, attention grabbing little "RUFF!"
Michael pulled away from David, bringing his hand out from underneath the younger man's shirt to touch his own swollen lips. "Heh, I think somebody wants our attention." David just nodded for the moment, unable to entirely form words again just yet. Michael leaned his forehead against David's, a big grin on his face. "Ooh, you wanna go swimming? Putty can come....I'm teaching how to doggy paddle."
David stopped for a moment to consider that before laughing at the thought. "I didn't bring any trunks."
"And....why do you need trunks exactly?" Michael asked, nibbling along David's jawline.
"Michael Johns! We are outside in the middle of the day! Having people catch us making out is one thing....I am not going to allow them to see the goods!"
"Fine!" Michael sighed deeply. "You can borrow a pair of mine....if you must!" As soon as Michael opened the sliding door DP shot back into the house toward the bedroom. He'd heard the word 'swimming' and he didn't want Daddy and Uncle Davey to waste any time up there so he was gonna keep his eye on them.
~*~
Once the boys had changed they made their way back out to the yard, DP following happily with a ball in his mouth. David and Michael got in the pool, while DP stood along the side, wagging his tail enthusiastically, waiting for his Daddy to put him in the water. "I wanna go swimming....I wanna go swimming...Daddy! Over here! I wanna go swimming!"
"Yes, yes. I see you little guy. Ready?" Michael picked him up, holding him as he dipped him into the water. "Alright...now...swim to Uncle Davey." David Putty frantically kicked his little legs, doing his best to go in the direction of his Uncle Davey who was standing there with his arms held out and one of those big old Uncle Davey grins that DP loved so much!
"Almost.....there..." DP made little growly noises and he continued paddling along. "Uncle Davey!"
"Woohoo! Awesome job buddy!" David held onto to DP and held him against his chest.
"Whew! I am exhausted Uncle Davey!" DP told him, which translated into little licks. "Put me back on the deck please." which translated into wiggling towards the deck.
"Alright, alright. Had enough, huh, little guy?" David lifted him back onto the deck, suddenly feeling arms encircle his waist. "And what do you want?" he asked, turning around to find chocolate eyes staring into his own.
"What do you think I want?" Michael asked with a mischevious tone and the deep Australian accent.
David Putty saw where this was going. "Uh-oh." He went and laid underneath the plastic chair that sat on top of the deck and used his little paws to cover up his eyes.
"Dude! You scared Putty!" David chuckled, looking over at the hidden puppy.
"He's used to it..." Michael replied, gently sucking on David's collarbone.
"Mmm....Mike..."
"AHEM!" A voice came from behind them.
They both sighed heavily and turned to the familiar girl. "Hi Carolyn." they said in unison.
"Hi guys." she replied with a smirk.
"CAROLYN! TAZ! CAROLYN! TAZ!" David Putty shot out from underneath the chair to greet the visitors. Carolyn crouched down, setting her chihuahua on the ground next to DP.
"Hey buddy! You guys wanna play?" Carolyn asked, scratching both of their heads. The two puppies greeted each other happily, wrestling in the grass. Carolyn stood up, smiling and walked over to the side of the pool. "How about you? You guys wanna play?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow. Michael turned back to David, giving him a quick look before shrugging and making his way out of the pool, David right behind him.
~*~
Taz and David Putty were laying comfortably on the couch watching Lady and the Tramp.
"So..." Taz asked, "How long do you think Mommy is gonna be in there?"
"You better sit back and enjoy the movie....you're gonna be here awhile." DP told him, pushing the popcorn bowl towards him with his nose. "Or....we could go play with my stuffed puppy friend."
Taz looked at him. "Sounds like a plan!"