sorry this is a bit late 😅. my youngest is sick (it's just a cold, thank the gods) but ive been pretty busy as of late and just got the time to edit this one after he went to sleep. happy early thanksgiving, and happy post a wip saturday! this entire au, actually, is inspired by the show Bondi Vet, which my youngest actually loves watching with me because he likes the animals, and I saw this one vet on there and just went "No, yeah, that's Twilight. Hundred percent." so you get a small bit from the larger au of that.
Hope you enjoy it and sorry for this being late!
It might have been, just a tad, unprofessional to admit; but Twilight got even more worried when he pulled up to that ever too familiar bungalow, with an overgrown yard of wild flowers he'd told that poor kid to cut every time he was called over there. Grass undistinguishable from the tall, fenced in, garden of growing rice.
He didn't know how many times he'd have to tell this kid to hire somebody to come and lay a perimeter around his house, considering how openly against extermination he was. It's why he called Ordon Pest & Critter Control. They were very openly, very strictly, catch and release.
But Twilight was a hairsbreadth from changing that policy if he got one more call from this damn address.
He grabbed his bearings, cutting the engine and slamming the door to his faded pick-up a little too hard. He frowned at the almost completely gone logo painted across the back two doors.
How long had it been? Since he and Fado had started this little company?
"This truck was bought brand new when we did," Twilight laughed to himself as he had to fight with the tailgate to grab his tools.
Just a snake pole and a bag, unless there were anymore spiders that wild animal was "keeping as a pet" under a Tupperware bowl. Sweet golden goddess, did Twilight think the call to animal control was for /him/ when he first got to the place.
He knocked on the oak door, listening to how his raps echoed through the mortuary silence of the bungalow.
"come in," a tiny voice cheeped from inside, and that was all Twilight needed to turn the handle.
The sunlight shone through, lighting the room much better than the floor lamp next to the forest green couch the kid sat on, shaking like a leaf.
Twilight raised an eyebrow, flicking on the overhead.
"You didn't even turn on the lights?"
Faron shook his head, golden threads of it whipping him in the face.
"I haven't left my spot on the couch since I saw it," he whispered like he was hiding from the snake, his tenor voice barely above a breath's volume.
"Did you see what kind it was?" He nodded.
"Poisonous?" He nodded again.
Twilight adjusted his grip on the snake pole. He cleared his throat as to not let his next sentence shake with concern.
"Do you know where it is?" His drawl still bent a bit, mid sentence. He wanted to see him nod, to see those bangs and curled hairs bounce as he flung his head hard enough to give himself whiplash.
Instead, he shook it. Slowly, cautiously, gauging Twilight's response as he gave his deafening, resounding, No.
"Great. Fantastic. Well, what was it?" Faron gulped.
"Horned Breakneck. Er-- Viper, I think. I...I was trying to catch it while it was in the garden but it was too fast. I didn't know it went into the house until about an hour later." Twilight stared at him in angered disbelief, eyes wide.
"You tried to catch it? Why??"
"It gets lonely," he said with an embarrassed frown.
No wonder everyone calls him 'Wild'
"Alright," Twilight stood tall. Hefting his snake pole in hand and his bag in the other. "Get your slippers on, lets catch this thing." Wild paused, staring at Twilight in concern.
"Yes, together! It's your house and your fault the snake's in it. I'd have a bit more sympathy if it had just found its way in like that Tunneling Ironback the other day or...Hylia, the Thunderwing hornets nest you had Groose handle last month." Wild bit his lip, looking a little ashamed at how often he'd called Ordon Pest recently.
"But this was brought in here 100% by you, and I'm doing a favor by doing 90% of bringing it out. Now come get this bag, and help me 'round your house."
"It's your job to get it out," Wild grumbled, yet still slipped on his shoes, and grabbed the bag from Twilight's hand.
Also, sorry if it's bad, im really tired lmao. i hope you liked it! please let me know what you thought or if you wanna see more in the hyrule vet au
