"Uh, Maya?" Lilith called from the first floor of the HQ. "Can you please come down here? It's Krieg."
Groaning, Maya pushed herself from the war table and slowly made her way downstairs, where the rest of the Vault Hunters were gathered around Krieg, holding a...
"Is that a skag?"
The skag in Krieg's arms let out a roar at Maya, wiggling a bit and licking some blood off his mask. The psycho let out a giggle unlike any she'd heard from him.
"He, uh, found it in Lynchwood," Salvador explained. "Scooter asked us to help it out, but it sorta... imprinted on him. And vice versa. He refused to leave it alone."
"What should we do with it? I mean, it could go wild and attack us."
"It was tied to a post, so it's probably tame. It could be our mascot."
"Nuh-uh! Deathtrap is totally the mascot!"
While the rest of the group bickered among themselves, the skag and Krieg ignored them. The man scratched the underside of the beast's chin, cooing softly about murder as it grunted and tapped its leg.
Maya caught sight of a collar around its neck, a tag drawn into scrap metal. Dukino...
"What do you think, Maya? He's your boyfriend," Lilith said after all the arguments were exhausted.
She blushed for a moment before answering. "I think we should keep him. He really seems to like it."
Krieg hugged the skag, who licked his face.
"God, I hope we don't regret this," Lilith muttered.
"No worries! Lil' Dukino'll be the new Bloodwing!"