Miguel-verse. Creed's residence. Warm summery night.

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Fluß poked the slab of beef that lay in a bowl on the counter and found it satisfactorily thawed.

She put her ears back, then flicked them toward the doors, listening again for Victor's return. "(He should be back by now,)" she said to Peter, who was quietly smacking on his fist in his sling. "(He said that this was going to be an easy mission.)"

Ears back again, she went to the back door and listened again, one hand absently smoothing the long, sparkly, blue and green tie-dye skirt that she wore before it went up to tuck her white streak behind her left ear.

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He looked at her, eyes alight with happiness. "Y' think yer genes'll win out again? That's a relief."

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"(Our children could very well have your face. And if they do they'll still be beautiful. Just like their father.)" She leaned up to kiss him, then snuggled her head under his chin and stroked Peter's back.

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His purred deeply.

"I love ya, sweetheart," he murmured, arms encasing her and his son.

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Her upper wing came up and covered them as she sighed and made a nestling motion. "Ik hou fan dei, meine Leibe."

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He smiled and purred, nuzzling her and sighingwith contentness.

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She leaned her head back, tossing it slightly to clear away the white streak as she reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "(You should rest, my darling... ach!)" Her eyes danced suddenly. "So cute!"

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"Cute," he groaned happily. "Fine fer the boy, fer now."

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She rubbed her nose against his cheek, then kissed him gently on the same place and snuggled close again. "(I like your song.)"

Peter did too, his little ears were twitching as he slept.

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He smiled.

"Ain't a song. Well, ain't meant ta be," he shrugged, and chuckled.