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Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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((Request by LemonCookie34 Request: Moxxie and Stolas watching telenovelas together. Octavia is there too confused why Stolas is ugly crying.
Note: Short.))

"Frogmouth just watch the episode."

"But she is leaving him. Why is she leaving him? They have a child together!" Stolas cried while holding the bowl of cereal.

Moxxie took a bite of some chocolate chips like they were eating popcorn. Eyes focus on the TV. Almost wish they didn't turn the subtitles on now. Actually, no what this is why they like to watch shows alone. "Frogmouth just watches."

"Go back to him! You have child you grew together!" Stolas hugging the TV of the demon walking away while her partner holding a potted cactus. "The child going to die! He doesn't have the green thumb even though he tried! He tried so hard!"

"Frogmouth the cactus will be fine!"

"You don't know that. She left them both for a rose bush! You think your better them you hussy. I hope he gets together with your enemy! You'll be really sorry!" Poke his talon into the TV.

Octavia watches the pair half paying attention to the show. She watches Moxxie, who was twitching, approach an ugly, dramatic crying Stolas. Began to pull him off the TV.

Sadly, not the weirdest thing she saw her father cry about. At least it was inside instead of public as this was a bit embarrassing. It was the first time she had seen him cling to the TV.

((Request by Theresse619 Request: Blitzo gets shot with tranquilizers on the ass in the human world because humans thought he was some sort of Indian Muntjac Deer. He gets shot on the ass atleast 50 times.
Note: Short. ))

Of all the stupid junk to happen here on Earth!

Moxxie, Millie stare out from the bush as they watch these humans surround something.

Someone actually.

That someone being their boss who got shot in the ass by multiple tranquilizer darts.

"Great after this mess many going to believe those dhorks."

"I can take care of them all in a snap."

"Millie they could be using them as a hostage if we did that. Let's just get a little closer and surround them."

"Oh, my gosh it's one those deer!"

"I think you're right Jim. One of those muntjac deer."

"Are we sure not a ram? The horns?"

"Looks like an alpine ibex."

"Why would an alpine be here?"

"I don't know Carl. Why are they called an Indian Muntjac when there from Europe?"

"Asia actually and then started to be transferred over to different locations."

"That just proves my point.

"Shut up. It's a muntjac."

"In Canada?"

"Yes! In Canada we have zoo do we not?"

"So, you're saying we just shot a zoo deer."

"Not at all...We shot elk."

"Don't ever wink."

Both of them were just dumbstruck at this ridiculous conversation they are listening to too.

Moxxie face palm at the idiocy they are hearing. This was beyond stupid. No, it stupid to begin with firing 50 darts! Didn't even bother to stop Millie taking care of the humans.

((Request by: MyFirstWordWasPor Request: Maybe, Error becoming hellhound?
Note: Error is a mixed, visually in my head, do see like a strong side of an Irish Wolfhound. ))

There was only one positive Error had to say about being in Hellhound pound.

At least they aren't locked up in a white room.

Can't recall to much of their life before when they 'woke' up so to speak. Besides pain. Lots of head pain. Then to see them in a small 'jail cell' with these other pups. Jail. Pound. Same but different.

Cruelly different.

Only reason got away with checking the codes sense they could only see it. Plus, at the time it looks like they were all sleeping. Error memories were still in and out when waking up. Sure, got the basic after able to reach the codes to get a few ideas on where they are. What they are now. Magic. Basically, telling him to enjoy their new life.

Wonder at times if their life is just sick amusement for others to watch.

Look at them Ink. Finally in a prison cell. Too bad you can't watch them.

An annoyed growl as they stare at the wall after they stopped reading the codes. Well, as far as they are allowed to read. A bit of weight off their shoulder to not worry about a balance of sorts. A freedom they actually have.

Well, one step of freedman.

Glance right back at the bars. Got up to move forward a bit and stare up the sign that read hell hound adoption agency.

Right read they were at one of them called the Glutton Ring.

While their mind was thinking. Felt a tight tug on their scarf.

"Hey mutt cough off the scarf before you get hurt."

Snatch the wrist and slam whoever touches what they're against the bar. Error could have made many excuses and be justified what he did. Still on fight or flight after that whole last battle. Their phobia on high alert. Didn't like anyone touching their scarf. This was normal in a hellhound pound for a fight to happen.

Until staring at that look in those eyes from a pup. A pup who was a bit taller than them. But still young. Who eyes widened along with show a bit of pain and started to shake.

Then worried sounds from behind. Glance behind to see the pups awake. Ones they didn't bother to look at the beginning as they were still trying to adjust with everything that was going on. Upon closer inspection notice how they seem really not taken care of. Along with scared staring at them like.

Then look at the cell across that was similar to theirs with a few pups. After looking further around, pups to teenagers. Some looked but then looked away, didn't care and actually heard a fight happening in another cell. The eyes lock at the pup just shaking, lift up in the air.

Lower them back down slowly. Try to say something but scramble away from them. Goes to the others. All of them huddled away from them. This looks in their eyes of mistrust. Along with other mixed emotions.

It was a fear they were used to back as Error. It hurt a lot. While the other was a job they hated. This time just reacted like before and could have hurt them. Like they expect to hurt them. Even if they were pups too.

"Sorry."

Not what the other pups expected to hear. Still all four of them still look at them wearily. Even the one who tried to take it? Not like Error can blame them.

"Um." Rub their arm. Shit, what do they do? I really didn't want to deal with this all day. An idea popped up but first goes to check.

All four of them looked at this new pup wearily as they were just touching the air in front of them. Then turned around from them all and couldn't see what they were doing. Even as they start to take their scarf off. Got to see the young pup face that look just serious.

If the lighting was better and the fur wasn't so messy. Would have seen the flesh around the eye and cheeks areas that were actually familiar blue scars.

What were they trying to do? Not like they would ask. Sure, while they seem a bit smaller and scraggy looking. They just slammed the tallest of them against the bar like it was nothing. It was scary. What if they hurt them? Bully them? The four of them are finally able to deal with each other. Try not to get used to it as anything can happen here.

What they didn't expect was to hear this next.

"Want to play a game?"

What?

All of them just stared at this pup who had the blank impression they could only see from their eyes. But it sounded so awkward when asking them that.

"You just slammed me into the bar." The one who tried to take the scarf growled.

"You did touch it and was going to punch me." Pointed it out. Watch him gapped but look away as he growled. The other four silent. They weren't wrong. Did a little shrugged. "Wouldn't have done that but I'll try not to again."

"Like I believe that."

"I won't don't like hurting kids."

"You're a kid too." Another pointed out.

"Oh. Right. That." A little shrugged not a care in the world.

What is with this pup? Well, the caretakers did mention they were found with a head injury. Maybe that did it. Mess with their head. It does happen here a lot.

"What kind a game?" The youngest asked a bit curious.

Error held up their scarf. That was wrapped up like a ball. "It's like hot potatoes. Except every round will have someone out. Whoever is the last player left to not hold the hot potatoes wins. Get the prize inside."

At least that is what Error kind a remembers from the game.

"Prize?"

"Mhmm."

"What kind a prize?"

"Are yall for real? There nothing inside that."

"Maybe there is?"

"How?"

"I wanna play."

"After what they did to me?"

"You did say you hurt him."

"Who side are you on?"

"I wanna play!" The youngest gets impatient and stumps their paws. Let out a howl.

"Shut up you runts!"

"Trying to sleep here!"

"Knock it off you losers!" The bully from before barked back. Trying to sound brave.

The youngest jumped and started to shake. Until they notice the other pup just look at them as they wait. Pat the spot. Blink a bit and decided to go over.

"It's not going to be anything."

"Just let him play at least."

Error tells the pup the rules to the game. Listen curiously and startled to toss the bundle up scarf. Only did a practice round to let them get used to the game. Nod fast just seem to be having fun. As they started the play Error kept singing the song while the others tried to catch up. Along with throwing the scarf faster.

"-Five potatoes. Six potatoes. Seven potatoes. More! O. U. T! AHHHH IM OUT BLAEH!" Error falls on their back with the 'hot potatoes' on their chest.

All of them just stared a bit wearily, confused and stared at the pup. While the youngest giggles and claps.

"I get blue potatoes now! Potatoes not hot!"

"Mhmm." Grab the scarf and let it roll to you. "Open the potato up. Carefully."

The pup nods as they hold the scarf ball. He hugged it as it was really soft. Then starts to untangle it up. A little huff, tugs and pulls until it starts to open up. Happy yips lifting up a plushy of a skeleton and starts to hug it.

Where did they hide that?

"Want to play again?"

"Yes, yes! More potatoes prize!" Hands them back the scarf. Excited tail wag as they watch them turn around. Too hide what they were doing.

"What about your friends?" Still made sure no one was seeing. Slip a hand through their sleeves. A little push and he was able to open up the inventory box again. Should be resting to use magic. Right now, don't care. Grab this time to look like candy. A little check and it was safe.

Blink and look back at the three. "Want potatoes?"

The three flabbergasted.

"How the? Where you pull that out from?" They always check to make sure if you have anything on hand. Sometimes you can keep it. Sometimes you can't.

"Magic."

"That stupid."

"No, potato for you."

"I don't want the potato anymore!"

All of them are playing hot potato.

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