~Our forbidden Love~

This is a story of my interpretation of Dogday and Catnap after the hour of joy happened and the prototype was destroyed by the player. I'm terribly sorry if this story turns out to be absolute trash lol, first time writing a story on here. Possible smut, not sure how it'll turn out lol.
But anywho, here's the beginning of the story... Enjoy! n w n

Oof! I almost forgot, here's what the outloud versus in their head thoughts look like.

[in their head]

"out loud"

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POV: Third Person!
~~~[I couldn't believe it. Catnaps not died...] Is all Dogday could hear ringing around his head like the peal of a bell. He watched in horror and fascination as Catnap struggled to breath, laying on his side, by a pile of broken toy parts. Discarded as if worth nothing... Dogday could still crawl given his core upper body strength, but he still missed his legs. And Catnap was to blame. As Dogday stewed in his anger, he hadn't realized that he'd crawled next to Catnap's face. He could see the damage he'd received from the prototype. "All for nothing," whispered Dogday, "you could have avoided all of this if you'd have just listened to me." As Dogday reaches out to touch Catnap's face, he noticed that under his crescent moon pendant, there's a small slip of paper. He managed to take it without waking up Catnap. (Even though he doubted he could really do anything even if he had.) As he unfolded the piece of paper, it hit him like a brick when he saw his own face staring back at him, and not with fur and fluffy ears either. He was now holding an old photograph in his hands, of when he was little, (about 7 to 8) with his old gappy smile. And next to him was a face he thought he'd never see again, "Theodore..." Dogday gasped out. His hand went to his mouth before he could take back his words for he had awoken the beast that layed beside him.