Chapter: 007/011
Word Count: 207
Pairings: Doomageddon/Doktor Frogg, Red Menace/Doktor Frogg
Characters: Doomageddon, Doktor Frogg, Red Menace, The Great Voltar
Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, Fluff
Chapter Summary: 007. If your dog is cuddly after a meal it's not just because you fed them, it's because you are their best friend.; Voltar wanted those cuddles, Frogg didn't deserve them! But it was Doomy who really got to make that decision.

AN: Flying through these xD I'm excited to get them done. Then I can get to work on things my muse is really huge on. ouo

Chapter Seven: Cuddlebum

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"What gives, Frogg?!" Voltar demanded, hands on his hips and the weight shifted to the right.

"What, Voltar?" The perturbed doktor asked,, clawed hand absently whirring against Doomageddon's back. The Hellhound seemed fairly happy with it, snuggled into the German's side.

"Doomageddon is my dog! Why are you taking him from me?" Their 'great' leader whined, stomping his foot.

"Maybe you should feed him, then." came the easy reply as the teal-haired male flipped the page of his magazine, eyes grazing the pages but not really taking anything in.

"A dog usually likes whoever feeds it." Red supplied from the other side of Frogg on the couch, humming as he painted a rather mellow portrait of some fruit.

"I don't want to feed him! That's what evil minions are for!" The smallest male was already mid-tantrum from the second he'd woken up, it seemed.

"Then no cuddles for you." The German replied with a self-satisfied smirk as the Hound leaned up to lick his cheek. His face fell and contorted into something sour, leaving the room knowing Doomy's breath wasn't very fresh. Voltar huffed, stomping up to his room regardless, to plot a scheme to get back his dog.

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AN: And here's another one. Ouo I think I'll manage another few chapters before I finally pop off for bed. ; u; I hope to get some more writing done soon, though, other than this story.