Blenner's flat, Tuesday night

[walter_n_wires]

After the fun of the brawl in class, Walter went back to his room to collect Pup and bring him along to visit Vlad while he told him about Arthur.

Pup wagged more and more frantically the closer they got to Blenner's home until he was practically vibrating like a tuning fork by the time they made it upstairs and to the door to knock.

[ooc: NFB

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[noapte_denoapte]

The lock turned over and the door opened.

Funny that.

Vlad was seated in the living room, going through a sheef of papers.

[walter_n_wires]

Pup squirmed out of Walter's grip and raced across the floor to scramble up onto Daddy's lap. Those papers might just be in his way.

Walter followed a bit more sedately, but he did seem quite happy to see Vlad, too.

[noapte_denoapte]

Thank goodness for supernatural reflexes. Vlad hoisted Pup up in his hands and pushed the papers a safe distance away on the coffee table before settling the little hellpuppy in his lap.

His face bore a look of pleased anticipation as he watched Walter cross the room towards him.

"You've doubtless worked up quite an appetite," he said, "But, come sit by me for a few moments before you go raid the kitchen."

[walter_n_wires]

Walter sat down next to him and brushed a kiss on his cheek. "I had a snack from my room, so I can wait to get to the kitchen for a while."

Pup wasn't content with just a lap. He wanted to give kisses. Lots and lots of wet, sloppy, sinus-delving kisses.