Hound [Fetch]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 learns about 'fetch'.
Notes: Set early-ish on.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 908
Total word count: 9,113
Status: Work in progress
M-21 looked over at a small ‘thump’.
There was a small red ball rolling towards him, the puppy standing behind it. When M-21 lifted a front leg so the ball wouldn’t bump into it, the puppy whined, taking a step forward, his tail wagging.
…? What did the puppy want?
“He wants to play, M,” Tao said with a soft chuckle as he walked over.
He looked between the ball and the puppy again. What was he supposed to do with the ball or the puppy?
Tao picked the ball up, tossing it between his hands. “He wants to play ‘fetch’.” At the word, the puppy perked up, going down on his front legs as he kept his attention on the ball, though his back legs stayed up so his butt was in the air.
“Like this: fetch!” As soon as Tao said it, he threw the ball low so it when it bounced it was about the puppy’s height.
The puppy chased after it. His first attempt to catch the ball was a miss, jaws snapping at air, but the puppy was able to pounce on it the next time.
Tail wagging harder, the puppy bought the ball back to Tao, who picked it up. “Good boy!”
Was it a training exercise? To teach the puppy how to attack? He’d done something similar in the Union, but his targets had been living and he had to bring them back dead.
Tao turned to him, grinning. “See? It’s fun!”
…It…was?
“Fetch!” Tao threw the ball again and he settled down to watch the pair, trying to understand what they were doing and why it was ‘fun’.
* * *
Takeo kept looking at the clock, which meant he was waiting for someone. When Takeo glanced at him, he quickly averted his gaze.
“M-21…” Takeo said, and he turned his head towards him to make sure he heard everything. “Tao said he’d told you about ‘fetch’?”
He nodded.
“Could you ‘fetch’ Tao for me?”
Fetch…Tao? But if he fetched Tao, he would end up hurting him. But…that was the kind of ‘fetch’ he’d done in the Union. If he ‘fetch’ed like the puppy did with the ball…
He nodded.
“Thank you.”
He left the living room and went down to the lab, keeping as low as possible, trying to make as little noise as possible. Tao’s room was…here.
The door opened before he reached it and the room he entered was a green haze, Tao at the far wall.
Fetch. He had to fetch without hurting Tao.
Tao didn’t greet him when he approached, so he circled Tao’s chair, making himself as obvious as he could.
He stayed like that for a few heartbeats, but Tao still didn’t acknowledge him.
He wasn’t supposed to disturb owners while they were working, but Takeo had already given him an order…
Carefully he stepped forward and clasped his jaw around Tao’s wrist.
“Huh-? Eeeh, M? What’s wrong?”
Tao wasn’t angry. Good.
He gave a small tug, whining. Takeo was waiting.
“M…? All right, I’m coming.” Tao stood up and that was good. He kept his hold on Tao, tugging him out the room.
Tao kept asking questions but he couldn’t answer them; he couldn’t risk wasting time trying to explain.
They reached the living room and he breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived. He let go of Tao’s wrist once he’d brought Tao to Takeo. Hopefully he hadn’t taken too long.
“Tak - oooooh, right! Is that what time it is?”
“Yes,” Takeo said with a huff and a shake of his head.
“Whoops, I got buried in work.” Tao laughed while rubbing the back of his head.
“I know, but M-21 did a good job ‘fetching’ you.”
“So that’s what that was!” Tao nodded and then turned to him. He shrank back, unsure what Tao’s - “Good job!”
-reaction was going to be…? He’d done a good job?
“Though next time yer told to ‘fetch’ me, it might be easier if you threw me over your shoulder.” Tao laughed again, throwing himself onto the sofa. “It’d be a lot faster!”
He nodded, making sure to remember that for next time.
* * *
Frankenstein looked around he table, making sure everything was set. It was, most of the household already there. Most.
He sighed, doing another headcount. Still one less than there should be. “Could someone please fetch Tao-”
He blinked as a silver blur rushed out the room and then recounted what he’d just said. Nothing there should have worried M-21 enough to run away.
He looked over at a groan and saw Takeo covering his face with a hand.
“What’s-”
“Uuack! M!” could be heard in the distance, coming closer.
…Ah. That’s what he’d said to warrant that response.
When the pair appeared, M-21 had Tao by the wrist, while the rest of Tao was slung over his back.
“-too early for-!” Tao dazedly looked up at Frankenstein after M-21 had placed him on the floor by Frankenstein’s feet. “Ooh, dinner?”
“Indeed,” Frankenstein said as Tao hopped back to his feet.
“Heh, all right!”
“M-21,” Frankenstein said, making sure M-21 knew he was talking to him, “good job for fetching Tao for me.”
M-21 perked up at his words, shuffling his feet, and while Frankenstein didn’t know what Tao had done to teach M-21 that, or why, he was glad for another action to praise him for.
Summary: M-21 learns about 'fetch'.
Notes: Set early-ish on.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 908
Total word count: 9,113
Status: Work in progress
M-21 looked over at a small ‘thump’.
There was a small red ball rolling towards him, the puppy standing behind it. When M-21 lifted a front leg so the ball wouldn’t bump into it, the puppy whined, taking a step forward, his tail wagging.
…? What did the puppy want?
“He wants to play, M,” Tao said with a soft chuckle as he walked over.
He looked between the ball and the puppy again. What was he supposed to do with the ball or the puppy?
Tao picked the ball up, tossing it between his hands. “He wants to play ‘fetch’.” At the word, the puppy perked up, going down on his front legs as he kept his attention on the ball, though his back legs stayed up so his butt was in the air.
“Like this: fetch!” As soon as Tao said it, he threw the ball low so it when it bounced it was about the puppy’s height.
The puppy chased after it. His first attempt to catch the ball was a miss, jaws snapping at air, but the puppy was able to pounce on it the next time.
Tail wagging harder, the puppy bought the ball back to Tao, who picked it up. “Good boy!”
Was it a training exercise? To teach the puppy how to attack? He’d done something similar in the Union, but his targets had been living and he had to bring them back dead.
Tao turned to him, grinning. “See? It’s fun!”
…It…was?
“Fetch!” Tao threw the ball again and he settled down to watch the pair, trying to understand what they were doing and why it was ‘fun’.
Takeo kept looking at the clock, which meant he was waiting for someone. When Takeo glanced at him, he quickly averted his gaze.
“M-21…” Takeo said, and he turned his head towards him to make sure he heard everything. “Tao said he’d told you about ‘fetch’?”
He nodded.
“Could you ‘fetch’ Tao for me?”
Fetch…Tao? But if he fetched Tao, he would end up hurting him. But…that was the kind of ‘fetch’ he’d done in the Union. If he ‘fetch’ed like the puppy did with the ball…
He nodded.
“Thank you.”
He left the living room and went down to the lab, keeping as low as possible, trying to make as little noise as possible. Tao’s room was…here.
The door opened before he reached it and the room he entered was a green haze, Tao at the far wall.
Fetch. He had to fetch without hurting Tao.
Tao didn’t greet him when he approached, so he circled Tao’s chair, making himself as obvious as he could.
He stayed like that for a few heartbeats, but Tao still didn’t acknowledge him.
He wasn’t supposed to disturb owners while they were working, but Takeo had already given him an order…
Carefully he stepped forward and clasped his jaw around Tao’s wrist.
“Huh-? Eeeh, M? What’s wrong?”
Tao wasn’t angry. Good.
He gave a small tug, whining. Takeo was waiting.
“M…? All right, I’m coming.” Tao stood up and that was good. He kept his hold on Tao, tugging him out the room.
Tao kept asking questions but he couldn’t answer them; he couldn’t risk wasting time trying to explain.
They reached the living room and he breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived. He let go of Tao’s wrist once he’d brought Tao to Takeo. Hopefully he hadn’t taken too long.
“Tak - oooooh, right! Is that what time it is?”
“Yes,” Takeo said with a huff and a shake of his head.
“Whoops, I got buried in work.” Tao laughed while rubbing the back of his head.
“I know, but M-21 did a good job ‘fetching’ you.”
“So that’s what that was!” Tao nodded and then turned to him. He shrank back, unsure what Tao’s - “Good job!”
-reaction was going to be…? He’d done a good job?
“Though next time yer told to ‘fetch’ me, it might be easier if you threw me over your shoulder.” Tao laughed again, throwing himself onto the sofa. “It’d be a lot faster!”
He nodded, making sure to remember that for next time.
Frankenstein looked around he table, making sure everything was set. It was, most of the household already there. Most.
He sighed, doing another headcount. Still one less than there should be. “Could someone please fetch Tao-”
He blinked as a silver blur rushed out the room and then recounted what he’d just said. Nothing there should have worried M-21 enough to run away.
He looked over at a groan and saw Takeo covering his face with a hand.
“What’s-”
“Uuack! M!” could be heard in the distance, coming closer.
…Ah. That’s what he’d said to warrant that response.
When the pair appeared, M-21 had Tao by the wrist, while the rest of Tao was slung over his back.
“-too early for-!” Tao dazedly looked up at Frankenstein after M-21 had placed him on the floor by Frankenstein’s feet. “Ooh, dinner?”
“Indeed,” Frankenstein said as Tao hopped back to his feet.
“Heh, all right!”
“M-21,” Frankenstein said, making sure M-21 knew he was talking to him, “good job for fetching Tao for me.”
M-21 perked up at his words, shuffling his feet, and while Frankenstein didn’t know what Tao had done to teach M-21 that, or why, he was glad for another action to praise him for.