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May 28, 2019 0:57:40 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 0:57:40 GMT -5
Damien hated being a lap dog.
It was rather agonizing being at the beck and call of some random ape. But moreso he hated being the orangutan’s trophy. He’d tried escaping multiple times to no success and been returned multiple times. But Titus did not seem to get no matter how pampered he was he wanted to go home.
He turned over on his bed with a groan, before going to his wardrobe. He’d felt a little weird picking out his clothes. But he’d chosen some of the nicer clothes, though they were all cute because he was supposed to be the adorable thing in Titus’ lap.
Today he chose a pair of pajamas. They were satin, and red, but had little designs on them that made him look cute but didn’t make him look weird like in a onesie. “I really hope he doesn’t have anything annoying planned,” he managed with a mutter. Stepping out of his room and stealthily looking either way. Maybe he wouldn’t be up right now or he could hide from him for the day. “Maybe I can try attempt number ten today.”
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May 28, 2019 9:55:08 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 9:55:08 GMT -5
Titus was aware of his attempts and he knew he'd try again no matter what. Would he benefit from the cage? Or would it be enough to convince him that escaping wasn't going to get him anywhere. Titus wasn't seated at his desk as usual. He was fixing a bowl of fruit for Damien and himself. Perhaps he would be a good pet and not run off today.
His hearing and sense his smell caught on to Damien's scent and decided to hide from him for a moment. He waited for him to emerge...From the hallway. He was awake early because of business duties. He had granted Damien some privileges such as the TV and going outside under a servant's eye. Fortunately, Titus was in a good mood.
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May 28, 2019 11:01:23 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 11:01:23 GMT -5
Damien was a little stunned to see Titus up.
He swallowed a little bit, not sure what it meant for him since the boy had tried escape again last night. He looked at Titus sheepishly, his eyes watching him closely. “Good morning, Master Titus,” god he hated using the f he quickly learned it was the only way to talk to an ape. “You’re up remarkably early...”
Dammit, he’d hoped to try again.
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May 28, 2019 11:16:21 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 11:16:21 GMT -5
"All the more to see you don't try your attempts at escape." He said, breaking his hopes as usual. "Breakfast or no? I have plans today and training you further is needed." He smirked as he was probably aware of his attempts. He was a sneaky human. "I may start locking your room's door to prevent you from leaving at night."
He wasn't going to let him get off that easily. He needed to punish this child and narrowed his eyes at the youngster. He was disappointed in Damien. "You'll get no outside time, today." He said sternly. Then to add further punishment. "And you'll not play any games on the gaming system today."
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May 28, 2019 11:31:25 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 11:31:25 GMT -5
Breakfast?
He looked at the bowl, and licked his lips. He definitely was hungry. So he simply nodded his head. Even if he probably had to eat it in his lap as he was up he was mostly ok with that. “Yes please! Breakfast,” he wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of being angry.
Though when he mentioned the loss of his privileges he did get frustrated. But that meant... “No! But that means I have to go with you! I don’t feel like being in your lap in public today,” he moaned in annoyance. “Haven’t the last few times been enough for you? I didn’t even fight last time!”
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May 28, 2019 13:32:43 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 13:32:43 GMT -5
Titus slid the bowl over. "Eat up."
Then he smirked. "Well, if you hadn't tried to escape at night, you wouldn't lose those privileges. I have given you ample time to get used to being here, but you insist on leaving the house every night to escape. I'm thinking if you want to be treated like a baby puppy, I'll buy you a crib and start dressing you in a onesie." He smirked. "And I won't be your nursemaid. I'd hire a nursemaid to take care of you."
He was so evil, but yet, the point was? He was meaning, "If you act like a baby, you'll be treated like a baby."
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May 28, 2019 13:50:29 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 13:50:29 GMT -5
Start dressing him in a onesie? Start dressing him in a onesie?
Was this ape kidding!? He had promised him no onesies. Of course he’d agree not to try escaping... For now. But he needed to cross that bridge now. “Listen, fine, I’ll stop the escape attempts. There’s no need for a crib or a nurse maid,” he said. “But you can take whatever onesies you have back. Because I refuse to wear them. I should have known you’d buy them - but I am not doing it. Ever.”
Taking the bowl of fruit, he began to eat while waiting for him to sit down so he could. Honestly, even if being a lap dog mostly sucked he was glad he agreed to it because the ape’s lap was the comfiest seat around. “Ian fit enough that I agreed to being your lap dog? Sitting on your lap wherever we are is already a hard adjustment. But you putting me in a onesie. Let alone a crib. Is overkill.”
he then added. “Besides I would never dress myself in one. The only way you’d get that on me is if you did it yourself.” He huffed.
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May 28, 2019 14:04:54 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 14:04:54 GMT -5
Titus laughed a little, "I never bought you a onesie. But if you keep up your attempts, I will start dressing you in them and make sure you can't do anything. At all." He began to eat his own fruit breakfast. "And...you are not in charge. I am. You are nothing but a mere puppy who believes that he'd get his way."
He was finished with his breakfast.
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May 28, 2019 14:17:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 14:17:55 GMT -5
Damien was relieved when the ape sat down.
He’d found that the most comfortable part of the lap was the middle so he chose to sat there. Cross-legged. “Yeah and what would that get you? One angry puppy who resents you,” He added rather bluntly. “I can make your life just as much a living hell you know.”
He took a bite of his fruit. “But I won’t. Because you treat me well enough. I just don’t want any onesies.”
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May 28, 2019 16:53:54 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 16:53:54 GMT -5
Titus didn't believe this puppy would be able to. He reached across the small table, gripping his chin. "Mind your tongue, Damien." It was a warning. "Don't forget, you give me hell, you'll get it right back." Then he let his chin go. "Eat your breakfast."
A servant walked into the kitchen and talked into Titus' ear. "Ah. Good. That should help immensely." But he would not talk about what was done to the house. The puppy would learn what would happen if he left. And they all would know about it.
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May 28, 2019 17:03:59 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 17:03:59 GMT -5
Ugh he hated when he gripped his chin like that. A groan escaped his lips as he quietly realized that the ape was dead serious this time. “Fine, I’ll keep my mouth shut,” he grumbled a bit as he leaned back into his fur. “As long as we’re in agreement there won’t be onesie wearing. The pajamas are “cute” enough.”
He paused as the ape mentioned something to his servant. Frowning a little he looked at him, finally finishing his last of his food. “What should help immensely?”
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May 28, 2019 17:27:03 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 17:27:03 GMT -5
Titus didn't believe in onesies. "I won't dress you in a onesie. They're for babies." He let him eat while on his lap. He chuckled at that.
"You'll find out." Titus said, not disclosing what would help immensely. He'd find out later. At night.
The servant nodded and left without further news. The thing was, it would alert anyone in the house if he attempted escapes. It was time to teach him a lesson. If he wanted to escape at night, then he would know all about his schemes. His servants were the ones who were aware...of his escape attempts while they were ensuring everything was secure for the night.
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May 28, 2019 17:31:49 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 17:31:49 GMT -5
Well that was comforting to know.
He finally finished his food before adding rather honestly. “Besides, I picked out pajamas with designs. I think that’s more my age at least,” he explained rather honestly. “And cute. Who doesn’t like a little kid in PJs?” He’d just keep that belief up in him.
He didn’t like the sound of that to say the least as he set the bowl down. “So where are you dragging me today anyway? I don’t need to sit through a two hour board meeting or something right?” He asked.
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May 28, 2019 18:21:24 GMT -5
Post by titus on May 28, 2019 18:21:24 GMT -5
Titus knew he picked out his pjs. Most humans liked them when they weren't out in public. He wasn't really planning anything. No meetings, at least he hoped not to get any surprises. "Maybe the park." He decided. "I think you'll like the park. It's fun there and you can socialize with others." He was planning a day full of activities to make sure he wasn't into trouble. And if he tired his human out, he wouldn't attempt to escape.
He chuckled. "Well, guess you'll get to sit in my lap for a long time." He wrapped his arms around him and stood up. He was being clutched to his chest.
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May 28, 2019 18:47:28 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 18:47:28 GMT -5
Wait they had a park for humans? That was... Interesting. Though again the thought of socializing with adult pets made him nervous. He wouldn’t show it though, by this time he knew he couldn’t avoid it. “As long as none of the adults are weirdos to me,” he managed. “There aren’t that many kids around as pets.”
He felt himself get hoisted up, and also sighed a little at the lap mention. He had to rub it in didn’t he? Honestly, he had gotten used to it by now and even found some enjoyment in it. But he mostly did it because the apes terrified him and as long as he was on the lap of one of the most powerful apes he was safe.
“Well, that’s my job, right? Sit there, look cute. And I get food and board in return,” he explained. “Not that it’s all that bad. I’m getting used to it like I said.” Didn’t mean he liked doing it though. He didn’t and honestly never would.
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