The next morning...
As the demonic roosters of Wrath crowed, some ominous banjo music was slowly played while the sun rose, showing the ring's orange skies along with the Rough 'n' Tumbleweed ranch.
A/N: This is only played during the sunrise, so play it for a few seconds.
Soon, a stray fox prowled sneakily across the house as the music was then switched to a little Taylor Swift.
"Will you turn that disrespectful shit off?!" screamed the rooster from far away.
"Times are a-changing, asshole!" the fox shouted back with a sneer. "She's 'TECHNICALLY' country!"
...
As the argument went on outside, inside the farmhouse and paying no mind to the noises, Balin was fast asleep in Loona's arms as she carried him upstairs.
Looking down at him, the hellhound knew she was carrying him in a cradle-like position, but every time she did, she always thought he looked so cute in his dreamland, he was more like a sleeping puppy to her than a little baby.
So as she stroked his hair softly with her nails, Balin tossed and turned like he was coming to, snuggling into the fluffiness of Loona, like she was a pillow or one of his stuffed toys.
"Huh?" the boy thought to himself all of a sudden. "I don't remember packing you for the trip Teddy. And since when did you become so warm and... furry?"
Hearing that in his head, Balin soon widened his groggy eyes to see that his head was held up against a soft pair of breasts.
Before long, hearing a teasing purr from above, he looked up to see it was Loona, warmly smiling down at him a few seconds before smirking.
"Good morning." she chuckled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Comfortable, are we, kid?"
"Oh my gosh!" Balin quietly gasped with a bright blush. "I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to rest my head there!"
"Hey, hey, shhh. It's all good." Loona soothed him rubbing his tummy. "I'm not gonna call you a pervert this time. I am the one that's holding you close after all. So I understand if you were wanting to snuggle up into me."
The little boy then sighed as he calmed down and rested his head into her fur again. "It almost felt like I was back home with Teddy and Chick." he said.
"Hehehehehehe. Yeah, I guess that's the one thing about vacations from time to time." the hellhound giggled, as they reached the top of the stairs. "C'mon now, maybe a nice warm bath can wake you up a little more."
"From your fur?" Balin cheekily asked her with a wry smile.
Loona giggled again at his innocence as her tail swished turning to the bathroom door.
But when she opened the door, all she could see was a giant crock pot for a bath, the sink and shower taps were running green while the shower head was more rusty, there were illegal drugs in the medicine cabinet as well as pharmaceutical drugs such as melting cocaine, and the toilet was bubbling with mud.
Both Balin and Loona were very disgusted by the look of this family ranch's bathroom.
"...Nope. It won't." Loona said with her widened eyes, before showing a cheeky smile to Balin next. "Yeah, get comfy in my fur once more. You're getting a tongue bath today."
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