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Fatigue, Bonding and Rest [Bandit]

It's the weekends in Brisbane, Australia. This meant that Darren Heeler was free of school, and had more time to focus on improving himself. He managed to finish his homework at school, so he didn't have to spend any more time on that. On Saturday, he woke up later than he usually does, and starts to perform exercises that would make him stronger.

All men in the Heeler Family were big and muscular, especially uncle Radley. He was built like a tall viking. Being around his dad and his two other uncles made him feel weak and skinny. Even though Darren is tall and a bit muscular, he was still mostly bone. He tried eating more to put on more flesh and fur, but he had too fast of a metabolism. Regardless, he still trains extremely hard. He mostly does calisthenics, since there isn't a gym nearby. Although he would carry heavy logs and rocks outside sometimes for weightlifting sake.

He did push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups, planks, and all the other exercises that he knew that would give him that pain that distracts him from the thoughts in his own head. He got two 22 kg dumbells which his uncle Stripe got him for his birthday. In fact, most of his Christmas and birthday presents were sports related, so he had a lot of equipment he can use to train.

Everydog in the Heeler Family how athletic Darren was. He would often do bodyweight exercises at any time he can, most notably squats, and he would play soccer with his little sisters, Bluey and Bingo. Darren enjoys teaching them and playing sports with them. Exercising and playing sports were Darren's passions, and it really helps him to manage his stress better.

However, Darren has been overtraining for the last week or so, doing more exercises than he normally should. Even at school, he would perform push-ups on the toilet floor and do pull-ups by the side of the cubicles. Darren didn't care if it was unsanitary, he just wanted to exercise and to feel that pain of hard work over and over. He wouldn't dare to do it anywhere else outside the toilets at school since he was awfully shy. Every second he goes without doing some sort of exercise, made him feel like a slob.

Everytime he flexed his muscles, he felt like they were not big enough. He picked up the 22 kg dumbells and started to do some bicep curls. All he wanted was to be strong, but all this overtraining made him feel weak. As much as he wanted to stop, he didn't want to be seen as a weakling. Sweat perspired on the top of his head, where a small patch of grey fur is; the rest of his body is blue fur. He continued to sweat so much that he couldn't hold onto the dumbells because of how slippery his hands felt.

Darren grunted one last time before safely putting the dumbells, as he tries to catch his breath. After that, his Mom, Chili, entered the room.

"Honey, breakfast is ready." Chili entered Darren's usual messy room to see her son drenched in sweat, and the dumbells beside him. "Darren! What did I tell you about working out so early in the morning?" Chili reprimanded him in a motherly tone, as she wiped off some sweat off forehead.

Darren let out a nervous chuckle as it was quite embarrassing, but he still wasn't going to listen to his mother. He needed to get muscles as fast as possible. However, he didn't want to make his mother worry so much about him so he told a deception.

"I'm sorry, mom. I felt sluggish after waking up..." Darren explained himself and Chili sighed.

"I know, sweetie, but you can't just exercise all the time. It's not good for you." Chili softly reasoned before hugging Darren unconditionally, despite his sweaty body.

Chili pulled herself away to look directly at Darren with a warm smile.

"Come on, Darren. Let's go and have a breakfast, and then you will be taking a long shower." Chili giggled, rubbing his back, as Darren rolled his eyes at her silliness. Darren walked over to the kitchen to see Bandit, Bluey and Bingo all sitting down, and eating bacon and eggs. They all stared at him, as Darren realised that he was still covered in sweat.