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didntseethxtcoming

“Are you afraid or something?”

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“Then…. They don’t have to know?”

     “Good–.” Pietro told her, reaching over to pet the puppy that he had gotten. It had been the last of the little and was older than most puppies were when adopted–but still cute and playful; he had thought that Wanda would like the puppy. And that was totally not an excuse to shy away from the fact that he had wanted a puppy.

A wide grin formed on her face as she stared at the puppy. She loved dogs. Always. “It’s not like we’re adopting a baby, I’m sure they won’t be so cruel to this little beautiful creature, right?” The brunette caressed its head gently. “So, what do you want to name him?” She wondered.