Drabble: Walkies
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing/s: Becker / Matt
Rating: PG
Notes: For primeval100: challenge 341: Fresh meat. Part of Man’s Best Friend series - Previous parts: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 & 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 / 21 / 22 / 23 / 24 / 25 / 26 / 27 / 28 / 29 / 30 / 31 / 32 / 33 / 34 / 35 & 36 / 37 / 38 / 39 / 40 / 41 / 42 / 43 / 44 / 45 / 46 / 47 / 48 / 49 / 50 / 51 / 52
*Prompt used rather vaguely, ie fresh meat meaning someone new.
Well, this is it; one year of Moss drabbles. And, scarily, one year since I started buying my house as both started at the same time! I got the keys on 23rd December, and on the 29th January I will have been living here for a year. Yikes!
Moss will be back, however.
Walkies
Moss was bored. No one would play with him. He’d been sitting here, waiting, but Becker was busy. Matt had similarly waved him away, barely looking up as he focussed on the paperwork in his hand.
Footsteps made Moss’s ears prick up and he watched the young man come into the room. Ah-ha! Someone new, he thought, bounding over to the man and looking up at him pleadingly.
“Sir, would you like me to take him for a walk while you finish working?”
Before Becker could answer, Moss had retrieved his lead and was waiting by the young man’s feet.
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Pairing/s: Becker / Matt
Rating: PG
Notes: For primeval100: challenge 341: Fresh meat. Part of Man’s Best Friend series - Previous parts: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 & 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 / 21 / 22 / 23 / 24 / 25 / 26 / 27 / 28 / 29 / 30 / 31 / 32 / 33 / 34 / 35 & 36 / 37 / 38 / 39 / 40 / 41 / 42 / 43 / 44 / 45 / 46 / 47 / 48 / 49 / 50 / 51 / 52
*Prompt used rather vaguely, ie fresh meat meaning someone new.
Well, this is it; one year of Moss drabbles. And, scarily, one year since I started buying my house as both started at the same time! I got the keys on 23rd December, and on the 29th January I will have been living here for a year. Yikes!
Moss will be back, however.
Walkies
Moss was bored. No one would play with him. He’d been sitting here, waiting, but Becker was busy. Matt had similarly waved him away, barely looking up as he focussed on the paperwork in his hand.
Footsteps made Moss’s ears prick up and he watched the young man come into the room. Ah-ha! Someone new, he thought, bounding over to the man and looking up at him pleadingly.
“Sir, would you like me to take him for a walk while you finish working?”
Before Becker could answer, Moss had retrieved his lead and was waiting by the young man’s feet.
.