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[cowboy_newsie]

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[ACTION] sprawls out and gets comfortable in this post, IT'S BEEN SO LONNNNG

[atrumcanis]

[It's been long enough that Jack's been let out of the hospital, but Sirius still feels as if they're in there--only sometimes, only vaguely, a prickling at the back of his neck. It's not the hospital that he's feeling but more the way he felt while inside of it, the terrible skin-crawling depression of the place. Every time he starts to feel that, he does something distracting, he does something stupid.

There are times, even, when he's awake before Jack. It's not awake in the sense that he never went to sleep, either, not the way it used to be. He wakes up in the dead of night, just to be sure that Jack is all right, and then he isn't able to fall back asleep again. He just lays staring up at the dark ceiling.

This morning is different. This morning, he joins Jack wherever he is in the firehouse, Yorick bundled in his arms. The dog is clearly unhappy, and clearly wary about being carried, but Sirius is ignoring him.]

Oi. Jack. Look.

[And the reason for Yorick's uncomfortable expression becomes obvious nearly immediately. He's

or yes. obviously.

[atrumcanis]

[He laughs again, rubbing at his nose.]

Let's face it, mate. We've lost him to the snow. It is his only master now. We'll never see him again.

But we don't email as often as we tag!

[cowboy_newsie]

Pity, I was just about to teach him how to fetch the paper.

.....okay good point. 8(

[atrumcanis]

Do we even get the paper?

And that, LJ, is why you can't stop this.

[cowboy_newsie]

Just cuz you're still asleep when I read it don't mean we don't get it.

YEAH. we'll just send them this thread as proof.

[atrumcanis]

We get a newspaper? We don't, do we? How? Where in the hell do they drop it off to?

BOUND TO WORK.

[cowboy_newsie]

The store next to us. I'm up early enough they never know.

[atrumcanis]

Oh, Jack.

[He gives him a Look, deep with disappointment.]

You were going to teach our son to steal?

[cowboy_newsie]

You're damn right I was.

[atrumcanis]

You can't corrupt him like that! You're already too far gone, it's too late for you, but Yorick--he's but a child!

[cowboy_newsie]

And so was I, when I learned! That's when you learn best, anyway, that's the best time. You're smaller then.

[atrumcanis]

Yeah, but he's not as clever as you.

[cowboy_newsie]

He could learn! He learned to use the tree outside, didn't he?

[atrumcanis]

That's instinct. That's not the same as stealing things.

[cowboy_newsie]

Dogs steal stuff all the time, that's instinct too.

[atrumcanis]

Not the same sort of instinct. And it's not stealing newspapers! It's stealing food and things that you need to live.