New Mission [Pad]
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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: The nights were getting colder.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 400
Total word count: 18,657
Status: Work in progress
M-21 looked up at Frankenstein's sigh, tilting his head. That sound usually meant Frankenstein was thinking about something and he wandered over, sitting by Frankenstein's feet and pushing his head into Frankenstein's hand. Petting him seemed to help Frankenstein, as he started talking about what he was thinking about.
"The nights are getting colder," Frankenstein said, curling his fingers to scratch M-21's head.
They were. It was getting darker earlier as well, but why was that important? Frankenstein did like to think a lot, about different things, so maybe he was moving onto something new.
Frankenstein was silent for a few more seconds, staring out at the garden, before he looked down at M-21, smiling. "It's almost time for dinner, so let's go make something warm, mm?'
M-21 wagged his tail a little as he stood up, following Frankenstein. It was always nice to try whatever new recipe Frankenstein was testing.
* * *
"Raow!"
M-21 flicked an ear towards Tao's call, looking over.
Frankenstein was placing something on their bed. A blanket? It looked too stiff to be one, and M-21 walked over to see what it was.
It fit the base of their bed perfectly and Tao had already clambered on top of the pink thing, kneading at it as he purred. A cable led out from one side, and as M-21 followed where it went, he saw Frankenstein plug it into the wall.
When Frankenstein turned it on, M-21 looked between the plug and the pad, but nothing seemed to happen. Was it broken? That didn't seem right - everything Frankenstein did worked.
Frankenstein patted the pad, looking at him. "Try it out."
Huh? M-21 tilted his head, but did as Frankenstein asked, climbing into bed. Tao didn't move when he did, and he sat down, curled around the kitten.
...M-21 furrowed his brow, sniffing at the pad. It felt warm, as if he'd just left it, but neither he or Tao had been near it for hours.
"This is a heating pad," Frankenstein said, patting his head. "I'll switch it on for an hour after you go to bed, to keep you warm."
Oh. M-21 snuggled down, feeling the warmth seep into him. This was nice.
"Do you like it?"
M-21 stretched and sat up enough to lick Frankenstein's cheek - Frankenstein didn’t want to be licked on the lips.
Of course M-21 liked what Frankenstein had made for them.
Summary: The nights were getting colder.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 400
Total word count: 18,657
Status: Work in progress
M-21 looked up at Frankenstein's sigh, tilting his head. That sound usually meant Frankenstein was thinking about something and he wandered over, sitting by Frankenstein's feet and pushing his head into Frankenstein's hand. Petting him seemed to help Frankenstein, as he started talking about what he was thinking about.
"The nights are getting colder," Frankenstein said, curling his fingers to scratch M-21's head.
They were. It was getting darker earlier as well, but why was that important? Frankenstein did like to think a lot, about different things, so maybe he was moving onto something new.
Frankenstein was silent for a few more seconds, staring out at the garden, before he looked down at M-21, smiling. "It's almost time for dinner, so let's go make something warm, mm?'
M-21 wagged his tail a little as he stood up, following Frankenstein. It was always nice to try whatever new recipe Frankenstein was testing.
"Raow!"
M-21 flicked an ear towards Tao's call, looking over.
Frankenstein was placing something on their bed. A blanket? It looked too stiff to be one, and M-21 walked over to see what it was.
It fit the base of their bed perfectly and Tao had already clambered on top of the pink thing, kneading at it as he purred. A cable led out from one side, and as M-21 followed where it went, he saw Frankenstein plug it into the wall.
When Frankenstein turned it on, M-21 looked between the plug and the pad, but nothing seemed to happen. Was it broken? That didn't seem right - everything Frankenstein did worked.
Frankenstein patted the pad, looking at him. "Try it out."
Huh? M-21 tilted his head, but did as Frankenstein asked, climbing into bed. Tao didn't move when he did, and he sat down, curled around the kitten.
...M-21 furrowed his brow, sniffing at the pad. It felt warm, as if he'd just left it, but neither he or Tao had been near it for hours.
"This is a heating pad," Frankenstein said, patting his head. "I'll switch it on for an hour after you go to bed, to keep you warm."
Oh. M-21 snuggled down, feeling the warmth seep into him. This was nice.
"Do you like it?"
M-21 stretched and sat up enough to lick Frankenstein's cheek - Frankenstein didn’t want to be licked on the lips.
Of course M-21 liked what Frankenstein had made for them.