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The snarl became more venomous when Melas saw the boil trying to turn away and ignore him. "Dont you dare turn your tail at me." he hellhound snapped and pulled out the shower handle, and fired the cold water at the soggy clothed pup. If he wanted to learn how to use the shower, then he would be glad to take over the task that damien started, in his own style.

The complete dismissal of Jove was too much. Melas was receded back into his own little corner of the mind.

The dark green swirled into neon jade and the stoic, angry face feel into a foppish grin, ears alert and twitching. "Its joveyjove!" the yapping was loud and enthusiastic.

Phos did not care that it was weird to hug in the shower under hot steamy water. "Grumpypants Mel is mean, isn't he?"

It was a shower, in order to get clean, you had to get naked. Jovey had yet to understand that. The idea of the little foxfire wearing a yellow raincoat when he had to take a bath ticked the hellhounds fancy, emitting an airy, lithe, barking laugh into the echoy room.

now that Jove was no longer acting like a pup that was trying to scare away an intruder, he was so much more friendly, phos never got the chance to play with him and shower or not, he was going to take the prime chance before it slipped out of his hands like a soap bar. The nod was returned back, his ears twitched in excitement and began to hop around with the boil's hands in his own. "jove jove jove jove jovey jovejove" the sing along started.

And there were more wet dog hugs to be had. crushing wet dog hugs. because phos loved his little brother, the ghost pup was like the younger brother he never had.

The hugs were never going to end, phos was living the dream, even in the shower. The energetic boil was enjoying the chance of holding the ghost boil on his shoulder and standing under the showerhead. "RAIN WOOF."

It was never fair that demdem always got to play with everyone, all he had was mel and dem and that just wasn't enough. But jove made for an excellent playtime buddy. "I don't wanna go back to letting Demi take control, i want to stay out here with you, with everyone. its not fair Jovey." he whined aloud.


One of the first few chances to talk about what they go through. having a pup to pup talk in the shower, even if Phos just wanted to talk about himself like a teenage ghoul.

HEADPATS.

Oh it has been far too long, the simple act of affection was mind blowing. It has been too long since the youngest personality found someone to pat him, since.... ever really.

But it was amazing sensation, one that Damien got to experience out of his jealousy. But the slight touch had the boil rolling on the wet floor, doused in water as he wagged his tail from the interaction. "you're the first one to do that!" he barked happily.

Jove was always going to have a special place in the gammas heart. much to damiens mental grumbling and scolding to put a towel on. 'More bathtime?"

There was always time to have fun. no matter where it was or what you were doing, that was Phos's motto. Enjoying life to the fullest was words that the pup lived by inside the hellhound's collective mishmash of a mind. Even in the shower, while it wasn't as luxurious as the bubbles he was used to watching, it was still ok in his book.

Jove was too. he didn't want to bring up the marks on the foxfires body, the beauty of being able to see what damien saw and learn from it was a power that both Melas and himself had due to their condition. While it also made him worry and desire to do nothing but hold the tiny boil away from the world and keep Jove safe, it was also not the way to approach it.

If Jove didn't want to talk about it, fine. It meant more playtime and brightening the gray pup's spirits. The pats were welcoming as he played along with the game, taking the towel and wrapping it around his lower half like he was the alpha do time and time again. the sense of modesty that was unusual for one that spent its time on four legs, not two. "I did it, can we have bacon now, or maybe bathtime?" he pleaded to the canine, big green eyes that begged for more of his time.

He didn't want to waste a second of the moments he had with the pup, who knew when the next one would arise.

"A bubble bath would be fun!" he cried out rambunctiously, Unaware that Ren and his brother complex might be a little wierded out that his adoptive little brother was having nakedtimes with the green eared hellhound.

The generous amount of ear scratching was far too kind, another luxury that Phos never got to partake in as he squirmed for more, shifting himself closer until he was pressed up to the side of the foxfire ghost.

The sudden loss of the fluffy wet boil made him let out a whimper but perked his ears at the new item in his hands, a bottle of scented wash that demi kept to himself. The liquid was slimy of cool to the touch as he yelped when it hit his palm and he began to rub his hands together.

"Oh ooooh" he cooed, watching the substance lighten in color and foam up into a cloud of white and smelling on pine and woods. soon enough the compound was all over his chest and he began to try and fluff up the new batch, till it grew on his body. "I'm a rabid sheep!" he mocked and growled at the fellow boil before making a bleat.


yes this is what happens in the boil's locker room.