SkepHalo Collection Book

puppy [F]

| don't make this weird or I'll make your spine weird :)

Warnings: pet regression
Type: Fluff

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Skeppy kept his eyes trained on the length of fabric resting on his dresser as he dried his hair.

He could feel the itch to clip it around his throat growing. He was surprised he went this long without feeling the need.

Skeppy sigged and threw on a clean shirt. He walked over to his dresser and picked up the ring of white fabric. The outline of blue bones patterned it.

The black buckle was plastic and a silver ring to clip a leash to was next to the buckle.

It was a premade he found on an Instagram shop and he fell in love with it, obviously claiming it and paying for it within a matter of minutes.

Skeppy slowly looped the collar around his neck and clipped it into place, feeling a bit of tension chip off him at the sound of the buckle.

A stead flow of fuzzy warmth washed over his mind, but he couldn't let himself get too deep just yet.

He crouched down and pulled the very bottom drawer open, retrieving a pair of beautifully made dog ears and a tail that clipped to a belt loop.

He frowned when he realized his basketball shorts didn't have a belt loop.

That was ok, he could still wear the ears.

He slipped the headband on and messed with his still damp hair until the ears looks like they blended in perfectly.

He put the clip on tail back and went to wander the house, pushing the creeping headspace back until he found Bad. His handler.

Luckily he didn't have to look far, as Bad was in the kitchen making a sandwich.

Skeppy got excited but then remembered puppies weren't allowed in the kitchen. He folded his arms and whined. Dumb rules.

Bad heard a whine and looked around for Rat or Rocco, but finding Skeppy instead. He was confused until he spotted the brown ears and white collar.

"Hey there, pup." Bad greeted, walking over and petting Skeppy's hair. The latter happily accepting the affection.

Then Bad went back to what he was doing and Skeppy got upset he couldn't follow to ask for more pets. He whined again.

"Hey. Calm down, I'm almost done." Bad said sternly, quieting Skeppy down instantly.

Skeppy watched as Bad finished making his food, getting excited when Bad motioned for Skeppy to follow him.

They walked upstairs and into Bad's office. Skeppy tilted his head. He usually wasn't allowed in either of the offices when he was a pup. Bad always fussed about him breaking something.

Bad sat in his chair and scooted closer to his desk. He clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers, telling Skeppy to come.

Skeppy trotted over and sat next to Bad on the floor. He wanted to be good in the new space, maybe then Bad would let him in here more often.