WIP... Not Wednesday
@notanandalitebandit tagged me gonna tag @taffingtons @thefallenangelsgang and @ty-n
The only thing currently in progress is a draft 2 of some original stuff so here goes
"The fuck is that thing?" Warren called from the shop yard as I struggled to get everything out of the car. He didn't look like he was doing well, his skin seemed to be clinging to his bones and it was incredibly ashy.
"This is Teddy!" I said with a smile as he walked out. "Creed said he thinks he's a poodle-basset mix of some variety."
"That's not a dog," Warren laughed, helping take the big bag of food from me so I could get the bed and other supplies out. "That thing came to life inside a Rooms-To-Go."
"The poop he made outside the Petsmart disagrees," I replied, which made him smile. "Have you been… getting your supplements?" That made his face turn sour.
"They take getting used to," he replied softly.
"Have you been eating?" He didn't reply, simply walked over to the door up into the duplex and held it open for me. "I'm gonna tattle."
"Don't you dare."
"I'm gonna!"
"Tamara-"
"Eat something and I won't tattle." He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He left the dog food outside the door and went back down to continue getting the shop ready to open in a few weeks. So I called Kara.
"Is everything okay? You never call," she asked when she picked up the phone.
"Warren's not eating," I told her.
"Fried catfish and grits, coming right up," she replied, hanging up immediately after.
Not thirty minutes later I received a middle finger emoji from Warren. These were followed by footsteps running up the hall outside, Warren shouting Kara's name from the entry, knocking across the hall, and then— louder than I realized she could get— Kara yelled "Phoenix! Warren isn't eating!"
"You little shit!" Warren snapped as I heard her hop down the stairs again.
"And that's what happens when you don't eat," I said to Teddy, who I figured would probably eat packing peanuts if I put them in his bowl.
"Warren!" Phoenix yelled after a crashing of a door in the hall.
"I made him food too!" Kara declared from the stairs.
"This little angel made you food and now you're gonna eat it!" Phoenix declared, followed by the sound of them trying to run down the stairs, followed by the sounds of them falling on their ass with the thunka-thunka of them sliding down the stairs.
Bonus from the next chapter:
I returned home to find Phoenix and Kara watching Warren like a hawk inside his shop while he grumpily ate from a tupperware container.