Angel, with Fat Nuggets on his lap gently scolding him like one would a toddler: Since you weren’t listening to Mama earlier we will not be going to Starbucks and Target after lunch. We can go another day when you’re ready to have listening ears. Oh, and no leftover table scraps either.
Husk, coming over and lifting Fat Nuggets into his arms: Come on, Nuggets.
Angel: What the fuck do you think you’re doin’?
Husk: I’m taking our son to get a pup cup and some new toys.
Angel: You most certainly are not, Husker.
Husk: Why not? He didn’t do nothin’ wrong.
Angel, in a full blown New York accent: He definitely fuckin’ did! Not only did he chase KeeKee around the lobby and terrorize her, but he ignored me while I was calling his name and telling him to stop. He finally did ONLY when I had to physically pick him up!
Husk: Maybe KeeKee deserved it.
Angel: You’re just sayin’ that ‘cause you hate cats.
Husk: Maybe. But dontcha think you’re bein’ a little too harsh with him?
Angel, looking sternly at Fat Nuggets as he burrowed into Husk’s shoulder: No. He needs to learn that his actions have consequences.
Husk, walking towards the front door: And he will. After I take him for his treat.
Angel: Husker, if you walk out that door you’re sleeping on the couch tonight!
Husk, ignores him and leaves: …
Angel: That motherfucker.
“I’m taking our son to get a pup cup and some new toys.” Had me smile and laugh at the same time @yourneurodivergentlady you did such a good job writing this 😭🖤
It wouldn’t let me tag this for some reason, so I just reblogged your reblog. Thank you so much, my dear! I’m so glad I could make you laugh. 🫶💕