MewGulf oneshots

𝔇𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢

Chopper wasn't happy, anyone could see. He was waddling through the house and if he could he would have stomped and slammed with doors.

Why?

Well... let him take you back to that afternoon. His daddy Mew had taken him with him in his little stroller around town. He wasn't sure what they were doing but he was enjoying the quality time with his daddy.

All was fine. All was well until they returned home. He was exhausted and ready to take a long-deserved nap on his own little cushion in the corner of the living room. With name tag on and all! His very own spot.

He happily yipped through the house, his tiny feet sometimes slipping on the slippery stoned floor.

"tadem!" He heard in the distance and rounded the corner to the living room and stopped dead in his tracks.

First thing he saw was his other daddy, hands up in the air at something in HIS corner. He was brightly smiling at Mew and when he looked at what Gulf was pointing at, he growled.

Where was his cushion?! Instead, he was met with a big green tree, decorated with little flickery things!

What was this! This was his spot!

He suspiciously neared the tree and sniffed the ground, looking for his bed. He growled at the enormous green branches and tried to bite at it. Why was it standing on his bed!

"Chopper!"

He turned his head to the sound and watched his daddy come closer and pick him up. He tried to explain to him that his spot was taken but all that came out was barking and Mew just chuckled.

"don't you like it?" Mew rubbed his head, and although he enjoyed that he was still angry.

No, he didn't like that they had replaced his cushion! It was in his spot! Didn't they see that!

He was put down on the couch and all he wanted to do was cry but just an occasional growl came out as he watched his daddies lovingly fill the tree with even more sparkly things.

How his daddy softly pecked his other daddy's lips and wrapped his arms around him, steadying him when Gulf put the star on top of the tree.

He loved them both, Mew maybe a little more than Gulf but he loved everyone his daddy loved. Right now, he loved them both a little less though. How could they have done such a thing.

Maybe tomorrow everything would be normal again. Yes, tomorrow everything would be back to how it used to be...

But even the next day that tree was there! His cushion was gone!

Day after day he went by sleeping on the rug or on Mae's lap but it wasn't the same. He missed his spot.

Until one night. He had long given up on seeing anything other than that stupid tree in his spot but as he waddled into the living room, the room still lit by the stupid sparkly things in the tree, he noticed something different. Under the tree laid thing, boxes it seemed and... also something else.

He slowly neared while sniffing what it could be.

He was cautious.

His little tail started waggling and his ears stood up in attention when he noticed something.

There, in-between, was... a cushion! Bigger, plusher, and newer than the one he used to have! He started yipping and barking as he pushed the boxes to the side and neared HIS spot under the tree.

His butt waggled as his paws touched the cushion and he turned and swirled around a few times before he laid down. He wiggled around until he was all settled and he sighed deeply.

Yes, this was even better than what he used to have! What could be that he got such a treat! What day was so special, he got such a gift! He didn't have time to think further as he finally slept for the first time in days.

His anger completely gone for his daddies.

And maybe... maybe the tree wasn't so bad after all.

***

"told you he would like it..." Gulf whispered as he watched Chopper happily close his eyes and snore of in his new dog bed. Mew grinned and pulled him closer against him.

"Merry Christmas Tua eng."

"Merry Christmas Tirak."

Mew pecked Gulf's lips before he turned to the sleeping dog and whispered simultaneously.

"Merry Christmas Chopper."