conan and y/n decorating a christmas tree, ft. puppy, conans dog.
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"Conan, do you have the last ornament?" I ask him, trying to hang up the second to last one. No one answers back so I turn around and see Conan scrolling through his phone.
"Really? Did you even hear what I asked?" I said to him, a bit annoyed.
"Yeah." he replied reluctantly, "Puppy has it."
"What do you mean?" I look over to Conan's dog, and Puppy has the glass ornament in his mouth.
"PUPPY! Bad dog!" I yank the object out of his mouth, giving the dog a glare. Puppy just barks at me and I roll my eyes at how careless Conan is.
Conan and I agreed to decorate the Christmas tree together, but he's just sitting on the couch on Instagram.
I take a deep breath and finally place the last ornament. All we need now is the star that goes on top of the tree and turn on the Christmas lights.
"Conan, stop being a couch potato and put up the star."
He grunts and doesn't move form his position.
I walk up to him and he starts squealing at his phone, sounding like a dolphin.
He's not human anymore. He's a fucking dolphin. He needs to get his vocal cords checked to be honest.
"Y/n, look!" He shows me a meme on his phone, and I don't bother look at it. I snatch the phone out of his hands and chuck it across the living room.
"Sorry, my hand slipped.
"Now come put the star up on the tree." I smile at him and he returns the look.
He smacks me on the head and goes wherever to find his phone. He didn't hit me hard, so I wasn't really affected by it.
Sometimes I think to myself why Conan acts this way. Usually, I would just be like "well, Conan do be like that sometimes" but.. it seems like he does this voluntarily. Eh, oh well.
Conan eventually finds his phone and walks over to the star on the coffee table.
"This?" He asks.
"Yes, Conan." I replied, annoyed. He smiles and stands up on his tippy toes to place the star on top of the tree. I smile and walk over to the power outlet, ready to plug in the lights. Just as I'm about to plug in the Christmas tree lights, I feel the tree move. I look behind me and see Puppy tugging at one of the branches of the tree.
"PUPPY! CONAN! Take care of your stupid dog, gosh!" I yelled. I looked behind me and didn't see Conan around.
He really leaves me with his stupid dog, this MAN.
I stood behind Puppy and put both of my hands around the dog, pulling it away from the tree. When I pull back, I notice Puppy had snapped a branch off of the tree.
I grit my teeth as I try to grab the branch out of the dogs mouth.
"Puppy, let go! You're such a stubborn dog!"
The dog finally lets go and I stumble back, holding the stick thats now covered in dog drool.
"Gross." I mumbled to myself.
"Oh hey, you guys good?" Conan walks out of his room with his phone in hand, looking at us dumbfounded and oblivious to what just happened.
"Err, y/n, what're you holding?" He points to my hand. I look down at the stick I'm holding and throw it at him.
"Blame it on your dog, dingus." I said. I walk back to the power outlet and finally plug in the lights, the Christmas tree finally lit up. I squeal in excitement, the tree looked so good!
The ornaments shined as bright as the lights did, and the star topped everything off. There was an even ratio of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and pink lights.
"Conan, we did it!" I said, hugging him.
"Er, I mean, I did it... you barely did anything." I hit his shoulder playfully and he rolled his eyes at me.
"Merry Christmas, Conan."
"Murry Christlur, y/n."
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yooo, merry christmas, happy holidays everyone! i made this a lil special, and sorry it's a bit short. i just thought of this idea last minute and wanted to get it out. i hope you all got what you guys wished for, i didn't but that's okay.
everyone stay safe, i love you all <3
- ann
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