
Another Son today, this time Cups reversed. Cups are Augustās least favorite, heās not a fan of water⦠or emotions. When I told him he was lying on the floor on his back with Hellbunny on his chest. Something about Hellbunnyās constitution makes him easy for August to hold. Hellbunny was nuzzling Augustās face, August giggled, his pale maw gaping red. Hellbunnyās little fluff tail twitched.
āHis whiskers tickle.ā
āI have a feeling all this fun will have consequences.ā
āOf course it will. But who cares?ā
āI do.ā I reached out and tried to pet Hellbunny but he hissed at me, his chocolaty brown eyes flashed red.
āIām going to walk him today.ā August cried, sweeping Hellbunny into a hug. Hellbunny squealed, whether in pain or in joy, I know not.
āFine, hopefully youāll both get lost.ā