DoomPet

Chapter 50

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Daisy found herself rather proud of her nest making skills. Despite her rather late start to motherhood and newly usable hands, she was setting out to craft the finest nest the world had ever seen.

First thing first was location, the second bed in the Slayer's bedroom was awful. Cozy, but too boring. Plus she didn't like the thought of constantly being in the same bedroom as the Slayer and Crüe.

Then she tried the bathtub. It was very cozy and for a moment she was convinced this was the best choice, but her poor little squabs couldn't hold themselves upright on the slippery surface. Not to mention she didn't like it when they played with the drain cap... it reminded her of when she was in Grim's experiments.

Then, she tried under the kitchen sink. It was nice but something felt off. She also felt anxious about how the cabinet door would swing. What if it crushed a squab? She tore it off the hinges and then tried the cabinet. It felt far to open now.

With a huff, she dejectedly walked out into the room, looking around. Then... she spotted it. The absolute perfect spot for a nest and began working.

A few hours later, the Slayer opened the door, ushering Crüe inside. "I can help you talk to Marty too. It's probably best if you just text him."

"That's what I was thinking too." He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. "I doubt either one of us is ready to actually talk on a call."

"Let me go in the bathroom and change out of this shirt, I got sauce all over it." The Slayer walked into the bedroom and his jaw dropped, "DAISSYYYY!"

The second bed looked like a bomb had gone off inside it. Stuffing and foam littered half the room all the way up to the Slayers knees. He could see where Daisy had shredded the covers and sheets to get into the bed then burst out on the sides presumably like one of those chestburster things from <em>"Aliens."</em>

"What did she do?" Crüe leaned back, craning his neck to try and look inside the bedroom. When suddenly Daisy wiggled out from behind a curtain and scurried into the bedroom to see why the Slayer was upset. He stood and walked over to the curtain pulling it aside to reveal a gaping gargoyle sized circular hole in the wall. "DAISY!"

She ran back out into the living room and looked up at Crüe like, "What, bro?"

The Slayer followed her, "She ate an entire bed!"

"She ate a hole in the wall!" Crüe still held the curtain back examining the damage.

He gasped like a concerned homeowner and walked over, "all the way through the drywall?"

Crüe yelled again, "She tore the cabinet off the hinges!"

"Daisy!" The Slayer scolded her.

She had built a wonderful nest in the walls and lined it with the soft foam from the mattress and defended it with the sharpened mattress springs. It was perfect??? Why were they bitching at her?

"Daisy, you can't eat mattresses or holes in the wall or rip the doors off the cabinets." The Slayer kneeled down and patted her head, "Please only eat food from now on. You can keep this little den you made but just in the future."

Daisy rolled her eyes and mashed her head against the Slayer, begging for pets.

After a good bit of cleanup they had squeezed the mattress and it's innards into a large trash bag and set it outside their room, vowing to remember to take it down in the morning, then they fixed the cabinet with a screwdriver and some duct tape, and finally sweeped up bits of drywall that Daisy hadn't eaten. Crüe took a shower and the Slayer sat on the bed getting everything ready to text Marty.