[He is inside, petting a small white ball of fur. It was a teeny dog, just bigger than his hands could cup. She was shivering with cold and excitement. She was licking Barclay's hand as he pet her. There was a wide grin on his face as he snuggled the pup. This was a great Christmas gift but... who brought her?]
[He's waking up...a very happy Francis~ Barclay made sure to take good great excellent care of him last night, so when he headed for the living room the next morning, he was practically glowing
And then there was his Barclay loving on a little ball of fluff, and Francis had to restrain himself from making little noises to tell Barclay how cute he was being.]
What? But... where did she come from then? She was wrapped up with my name on her.
[The pup has a ribbon that was on the coffee table, short enough only to wrap as a gift collar around her neck. Barclay'd discarded it when he started petting her. But the ribbon was next to Francis' gift on the table. A bottle of the best French Wine Barclay could find with a gold and diamond fleur de lis broach strung around the neck]
[She was still shaking, butnow just with joy and excitement. She was whining a bit, just curious and joyous. A baby of course. She sniffed Francis' hands for nearly two minutes. Such a strange smelling man. She licked him after that and seemed happy with the petting. You smelled like master a little bit!]
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And then there was his Barclay loving on a little ball of fluff, and Francis had to restrain himself from making little noises to tell Barclay how cute he was being.]
Bonjour, Ecosse~ What 'ave you got zere?
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Good morning to you too, she's perfect. How'd you find her?
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[He walked over to sit on the arm of the chair, and examine ze leetle fluff ball.]
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[The pup has a ribbon that was on the coffee table, short enough only to wrap as a gift collar around her neck. Barclay'd discarded it when he started petting her. But the ribbon was next to Francis' gift on the table. A bottle of the best French Wine Barclay could find with a gold and diamond fleur de lis broach strung around the neck]
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[His voice is in awe as he picks the broach up, looking it over]
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( ... )
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[>He put an arm around Barclay, smiling lovingly to him. He kissed him, sincerely.]
Joyeux noel, mon cher.
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[He pulled Francis into his lap, letting the puppy crawl into Francis' so she didn't get squished]
Ah lie' tha name Alastair but ess a girl... hmm
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I don't zink 'Alastair' fits for such a cute puppy anyway, even if eet wasn't a girl. Awww, just look at her~ So energetic and happy~
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Hmm... mebbeh yer righ'...
Ah could shorten et... lie'... Alice?
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[And then, a cute little kitten boy ran up to peer at the new little bundle of joy.]
...who's dat?
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Who'r....
ah... yer dat cat... aye?
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[He reaches up to pat the puppy lightly, tail flicking back and forth.]
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