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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Something happens in Frankenstein's lab.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 489
Total word count: 39,063
Status: Work in progress
Muzaka rumbled, chewing through the stick he'd found and brought into the house. He'd finish it soon and...
His fur prickled as he felt a tremor through his paws, his ears snapping back to the muffled boom that followed it a heartbeat after. That hadn't been in the house.
Under the house?
In Frankenstein's lab?
He left the stick, trotting towards the lab door, ears pricked for any other sounds. There wasn't any other noises. Was that good or bad?
The lab door let him in and Muzaka wrinkled his snout at the acid smell that assaulted his nose. It was bad, but all the more reason to check on Frankenstein.
The smell was even stronger in Frankenstein's main lab room and he looked around, trying to find Frankenstein. Normally after a reaction to an experiment, Frankenstein would talk a lot, but it was quiet apart from a soft fizzing and dripping of liquid.
A table set near the middle of the room and - there! A blond human wearing a white coat slumped on the floor.
Muzaka rushed over to... He paused, sniffing. That wasn't Frankenstein's scent?
But they looked like Frankenstein.
Muzaka sniffed around the human again, closer. The human didn't react, even when his nose touched skin. Frankenstein usually pulled away when that happened.
There was a faint familiar scent under the sharp new scent that seemed everywhere right now.
Didn't matter. Sort of. The human probably shouldn't stay here anyway, and Muzaka lifted the human up into his arms. They felt like Frankenstein too.
Now to get to the house.
* * *
The world was moving. And it was warm, and fluffy? Frankenstein came to slowly, not sure if he wanted to be sick or... Well. At this point he couldn't quite sure what exactly his body wanted to do as he swayed with whatever was carrying him.
Muzaka, clearly.
"What..." He grimaced, his tongue feeling like it was covered in a paste. What had happened? He'd been in the lab and then...? His thoughts weren't coming together coherently, and he kept breathing an awful smell.
A huff and a wet nose pushed against Frankenstein's forehead. "Yes, I'm-" Sometimes it seemed as if Muzaka was trying to put his snout into Frankenstein's mouth. "-awake, thank -ghh- you."
Muzaka peered at him closely before sniffing him again.
"Am I bleeding?" But no, he couldn't see any blood as far as he could tell. Though he was certainly covered in a fine yellow powder. Hm. Was that where the smell was coming from?
Had it covered his scent from Muzaka? He should take a shower and wash whatever he'd created off.
Should.
Except Muzaka had climbed onto the sofa, it creaking under them both, and curled around him with a soft grumble.
Well. If his skin hadn't reacted by now, he should be fine to wait just a little longer, until Muzaka was satisfied.
I said I wanted to write wolf!Muzaka sniffing Frankenstein but didn't have a plot for it. Azure helped. :D
Summary: Something happens in Frankenstein's lab.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 489
Total word count: 39,063
Status: Work in progress
Muzaka rumbled, chewing through the stick he'd found and brought into the house. He'd finish it soon and...
His fur prickled as he felt a tremor through his paws, his ears snapping back to the muffled boom that followed it a heartbeat after. That hadn't been in the house.
Under the house?
In Frankenstein's lab?
He left the stick, trotting towards the lab door, ears pricked for any other sounds. There wasn't any other noises. Was that good or bad?
The lab door let him in and Muzaka wrinkled his snout at the acid smell that assaulted his nose. It was bad, but all the more reason to check on Frankenstein.
The smell was even stronger in Frankenstein's main lab room and he looked around, trying to find Frankenstein. Normally after a reaction to an experiment, Frankenstein would talk a lot, but it was quiet apart from a soft fizzing and dripping of liquid.
A table set near the middle of the room and - there! A blond human wearing a white coat slumped on the floor.
Muzaka rushed over to... He paused, sniffing. That wasn't Frankenstein's scent?
But they looked like Frankenstein.
Muzaka sniffed around the human again, closer. The human didn't react, even when his nose touched skin. Frankenstein usually pulled away when that happened.
There was a faint familiar scent under the sharp new scent that seemed everywhere right now.
Didn't matter. Sort of. The human probably shouldn't stay here anyway, and Muzaka lifted the human up into his arms. They felt like Frankenstein too.
Now to get to the house.
The world was moving. And it was warm, and fluffy? Frankenstein came to slowly, not sure if he wanted to be sick or... Well. At this point he couldn't quite sure what exactly his body wanted to do as he swayed with whatever was carrying him.
Muzaka, clearly.
"What..." He grimaced, his tongue feeling like it was covered in a paste. What had happened? He'd been in the lab and then...? His thoughts weren't coming together coherently, and he kept breathing an awful smell.
A huff and a wet nose pushed against Frankenstein's forehead. "Yes, I'm-" Sometimes it seemed as if Muzaka was trying to put his snout into Frankenstein's mouth. "-awake, thank -ghh- you."
Muzaka peered at him closely before sniffing him again.
"Am I bleeding?" But no, he couldn't see any blood as far as he could tell. Though he was certainly covered in a fine yellow powder. Hm. Was that where the smell was coming from?
Had it covered his scent from Muzaka? He should take a shower and wash whatever he'd created off.
Should.
Except Muzaka had climbed onto the sofa, it creaking under them both, and curled around him with a soft grumble.
Well. If his skin hadn't reacted by now, he should be fine to wait just a little longer, until Muzaka was satisfied.
I said I wanted to write wolf!Muzaka sniffing Frankenstein but didn't have a plot for it. Azure helped. :D