"my arm will be fine Monty, it'll heal. your life was on the line, I'll do it again every time. go a head and get some rest kiddo." Doc murmurs softly.

"but Bolt...?" Lightning ask.

"I know, as soon as Smokey brings him back, I'll bring him right to you. just curl up right here and get some sleep alright?" Doc ask, kissing his head.

"m'kay." Lightning mumbles, letting his eyes flutter shut. Doc takes the opportunity while he's sleeping to get rid of anything in the house with peanuts in it. he's walking out the door with a bag when Smokey walks over.

"Hud?" Smokey ask. "what is that?" Smokey ask.

"anything I could find in the house that has any type of nut in it." Doc frowns. "I don't want a repeat of this." Doc frowns. "oh my god, what did you do to the dog?" Doc ask.

"he was blow dried. now he's all fluffy." Smokey shrugs.

"fluffy is an understatement." Doc mutters. "go he's on the couch Bolt." Doc said, pointing inside. Bolt runs inside happily. "fucking marshmallow." Doc mutters.

"want me to take care of that stuff?" Smokey ask. "you probably shouldn't just leave him all alone." Smokey frowns.

"yeah, that'd be great." Doc says handing him the bag.

"hey Hud, we're okay right? we're good?" Smokey ask.

"yeah we're good." Doc assures smilling a little. Smokey nods and walks off. Doc closes the door and washes his hands, setting about to clean up the house and make sure there are absolutely no traces of peanut anywhere.

its a little over an hour later, Docs working on cleaning the stove for the simple fact it needs to be done, when he feels two arms wrap around his waist. he turns his head a little. Lightnings got his face buried in Docs back.

"hey baby, what are you doing?" Doc murmurs.

"I got lonely." he mumbles. Doc turns around and pulls him close. he kisses the youngers head and holds him tightly.

"okay come here." Doc murmurs, holding him. he kisses the youngers head and holds him gently. "hmm." Doc frowns. Lightning looks up.

"what?" he ask.

"we haven't fed Bolt this morning. let me go real quick. I'll feed him and we can go lay on the couch for a bit. sound good?" Doc ask.

"didn't you wanna wash my hair in beer?" Lightning asks.

"it'll have to wait." Doc murmurs. Lightning steps back and lets Doc feed Bolt. they head for the living room and he settles himself on the couch. he grabs Doc and hugs him tightly to his chest and mutters. Doc raises an eye brow and looks up at him. "kid, what are you doing?" Doc ask.

"you can't hold me. so let me hold you." Lightning mumbles. Doc snorts a little.

"baby, I'm heavier than you. you're gonna hurt yourself." Doc murmurs.

"no." Lightning mumbles.

"okay. okay. let me adjust myself, I'm gonna hurt my arm like this." Doc says. Lightning lets go and lets Doc adjust himself. it feels weird letting the older man half lay on him when he's the one normally laying on Doc, but he doesn't mind it. he doesn't mind the both of them laying on the couch with Doc settled between his legs with his head on the youngers stomach. Doc doesn't seem impressed with it, but he's obviously amused and willing to let the younger do whatever he pleases. Lightning holds him and cuddles into the couch.

"Doc?" Lightning mumbles.

"hmm?" Doc ask.

"did you hurt your arm too bad earlier?" Lightning ask.

"nah kid. I'll be okay." Doc assures.

"is Flo angry?" Lightning ask hesitantly.

"nah, she understands kid. pretty sure she's just glad you're alive." Doc murmurs. Lightning nods a little.

"okay." he murmurs, cuddling him. "I love you Doc." Lightning adds.

"love you too kid." Doc smiles a little. he pats Lightnings leg gently. Bolt walks over to them, tail wagging. he barks quietly. "come on up." Doc mutters. Bolt jumps up happily and wiggles between them and the couch. Lightning laughs and pets him. "hmm. I think its time I invest in a bigger couch." Doc snorts.

"maybe." Lightning murmurs. "we can get a pretty one that fits in with the house." Lightning adds. Doc scoffs.

"what the hell is wrong with the black leather?" Doc frowns.

"you have an almost rustic kinda feeling to the house but the black leather couch doesn't fit. its too small for us and not all the comfortable." Lightning shrugs a little. "honestly, its odd. the rest of the house is nice and fits together, then there's a big black leather couch just randomly in the middle." Lightning snorts. Doc scoffs.

"Luigi gave it to me." Doc mutters. "wouldn't fit in his and Guidos house." Doc adds.

"I wanna go talk to Flo." Lightning mumbles. Doc groans lowly.

"that would require me getting up." Doc frowns. Lightning frowns a little.

"yeah I guess it can wait." Lightning shrugs. he settles back down. Doc can hear the younger wheezing a little from where he's laying.

"you feeling any better?" Doc ask.

"a little. my throats still a little sore." Lightning mumbles.

"you're still wheezing." Doc frowns.

"you can hear that?" Lightning ask.

"yeah. I can." Doc murmurs. "and if I'm restricting your breathing, you need to tell me so I can move." Doc frowns.

"yeah but that would require you getting up." Lightning pouts. Doc rolls his eyes.

"don't use my words against me." Doc snorts. Lightning smiles a little. "you really want a new couch?" Doc ask.

"I don't think this one is big enough for all three of us honestly." Lightning murmurs. "your house isn't really made for more than just you." Lightning shrugs.

"well it wasn't built for anyone other than just me, but I should fix that now that you're here with me." Doc murmurs, smiling. he rubs the youngers leg gently with his thumb, almost absent mindedly. "I intend to keep you here, so I should fix the house up for you to be comfortable." Doc adds.

"I am comfortable here Doc." Lightning assures, playing with Docs hair. Docs hair is messy and still drying from his own shower and Lightnings positive he's probably the only person to have seen his hair like this in at least 50 years, maybe more. he usually keeps it combed and gelled back, but its nice to see the older man relaxed and content.

"would a new couch make this feel like home for you?" Doc ask. "get a couple cabinets put in that aren't a foot over your head. put things in your reach so everything feels like home to you." Doc murmurs. Lightning raises an eye brow.

"Doc this is home to me." Lightning says.

"doesn't seem like it." Doc frowns.

"and why is that?" Lightning ask. how could he have given Doc the impression this wasn't home? that he he wasn't happy here?

"you're still calling it my house. s'our house." Doc murmurs.

"its just kinda a habit to call it that, but we could do some fixing up on it." Lightning side.

"like what?" Doc ask.

"needs a new coat of paint outside. its kinda faded and cracking." Lightning said.

"I've been meaning to paint it for a while. I actually have the paint for it." Doc says. Lightning snorts.

"yeah we can repaint it." Lightning murmurs. Bolt licks Docs face happily, tail wagging. Doc smiles a little, reaching over to pet him with his good arm. Bolt barks happily, nudging his face with his nose, then sneezes.

"oh fucking gross Bolt." Doc scoffs, turning his head. "right in my face." Doc huffs, wiping at his face. Lightning laughs watching him. "yeah ha ha." Doc mutters, getting up. Lightning giggles.

"you good?" Lightning ask.

"no he just sneezed right in my face." he mutters. "he got my attention just so he could sneeze in my face." Doc frowns. Lightning watches him walk off and chuckles, turning to Bolt.

"bad dog Bolt. thats rude." Lightning chuckles softly. Bolt barks, wagging his tail.

"little shit." Doc mutters, coming back over. Lightning smiles at him a little.

"you okay?" Lightning ask. Doc frowns at him and sits on the couch.

"don't get back in my face. I trusted you once." Doc frowns, pushing Bolt out of his face.