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Heart & Sol Month Days 2 & 18
Prompts are "Teasing" and "Lazy"
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The Workaholic's Downfall
After three long days of helping Picky Piggy on her farm, Bobby Bearhug, Hoppy Hopscotch, and Catnap had finally decided they had earned a break.
Dogday, however, had other ideas.
“Come on, y’all!” Dogday barked, standing over the others with his hands on his hips. “We still got hay to stack, fences to check, and the water trough needs cleanin’! We don’t have time to be lazy lumps under a tree!”
"We're not under a tree. We're in a barn." Hoppy complained.
"It doesn't matter!"
Bobby, sprawled out on a soft pile of hay inside Picky's barn, barely cracked one eye open. “Dogday, we’ve been busting our tails for three whole days. We deserve this.”
Hoppy flopped next to her, stretching her ears. “Yeah, cmon, Day! We’ve earned the right to be lazy.”
Catnap, already half-asleep, flicked his tail. “Mhm.”
Dogday huffed, tail lashing. “Y’all are givin’ up! What happened to helpin’ Picky?”
Bobby yawned. “She told us to rest.”
Hoppy snickered. "What happened?! What happened to your voice? What is that accent?"
Dogday blinked confusedly. "What ya'll mean?"
Hoppy sing song mocked playfully. "Old Farmer Dogday-a-skippin down tha lane. We've been workin hard for three days, so stop bein lame!"
That got a laugh from Bobby and Catnap.
Dogday's face turned red.
"I don't...know what you're talking about." He coughed. Hoppy continued.
“But yeah, Bobby's right. So technically, you’re going against Picky's orders, mister hard worker.”
"Cattle Dog."
"Turbo Pup."
"He is absolutely rest-phobic." More giggles.
Dogday's brow twitched. That felt like a challenge.
Bobby patted the ground next to her. “Sit, Dogday. You worked just as hard as us. Just lay down. Five minutes.”
Dogday crossed his arms. “I don’t need a break.”
Catnap flicked his ear looking his brother up and down. “ You look like you do.”
Hoppy grinned. “Maybe the nap thief will come for him if he keeps resisting.”
Dogday narrowed his eyes. “Y’all -uh- you're makin’ stuff up again?”
Bobby shrugged. “Nope. It’s true. The nap thief loves stubborn critters who don’t rest when they’re supposed to.”
Hoppy wiggled her fingers ominously. “He sneaks up, waits ‘til they’re exhausted—then boom! Snatches ‘em right into dreamland.”
Catnap yawned. “He doesn't need to drag me. I go willingly.”
Dogday stared at them. “…That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Bobby rolled onto her side. “Suit yourself.”
Hoppy stretched. “Look if you still need to work. Didn't a sheep girl just move in. Go...I dunno. Herd her around or or something.”
Dogday’s tail wagged low. Irritated.
For a few long seconds, he stood there, fists clenched, tail flicking.
And then—he flopped.
“…Not ‘cause I need a break,” he muttered, curling his arms behind his head. “Just figured someone should guard y’all- ugh-you guys..."
Bobby smirked. “Sure thing my faithful ranch hound.” she couldn't hold back a light hearted giggle.
Hoppy snuggled deeper into the hay. “Toughest guard dog ever.”
Catnap flicked his tail. “I give him five minutes.”
Dogday lasted three.
By the time Picky Piggy came to check on them, all four of them were snoring in an adorable tired heap.
Picky just shook her head. “Took ‘em long enough.”
