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Fred G. Weasley ([info]forgeous) wrote in [info]occultus,
Fred was dreaming of a massive chocolate cake in the shape of an elephant when he felt something soft squirming its way under the duvet by his neck. A cold node nudged against his face and he was covered in puppy kisses before he could even blink himself awake properly. 'Puppy breath...' His nose wrinkled, why did puppies smell of onions? Every puppy he knew had oniony breath, what the hell was in their food?

Still not completely awake, he made a soft grumbly noise in the back of his throat when one of the pups licked at his ear. It was unusual... Olls did that. The burrower -probably Caffrey- settled on his chest and a little whine eminated from the puppy, followed by a meaningful nudge to his chin by a snuffly nose. 'Alright, m'awake.' Fred looked down at Caffrey, slipping his arm round him, to cuddle him for a minute.

His free hand found Nessie and he scratched behind the more playful puppy's ears. Squirming to sit up a little he finally greeted his Twin, by sticking his tongue out at him.


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