Note: I am not the best at doing Liquidator talk in my own opinion, but as this was part of a trade where a fluff of Liquidator/Bushroot was requested, I gave Liquidator my best shot. Hope it's good enough.
The quiet of the placid, snowy field was broken as a yapping noise filled the air. One would have assumed that it was someones dog making the racket. In essence, it was. Just not the kind of dog one would have in mind.
"Spike! Slow down!" A thickly bundled up Bushroot cried as his mutant flytrap dog bounded ahead through the snow.
Spike did indeed slow down, looking back at his master and letting out an impatient yap. Bushroot couldn't help but smile at his pet once he caught up. He then looked over his shoulder towards his other companion on this outside journey.
"You okay back there, Liquidator? Your moving a little slow." Bushroot asked.
Liquidator was still trailing behind the two mutant plant beings, each move stiff and slow. His jacket was much thicker then Bushroot's, and a scarf, cap, and gloves completed his look.
"It's cold. Liquidator brand water has instant freezing action in the cold." Liquidator replied.
A look of panic came across Bushroot's face at this information.
"Oh geez, I forgot all about that. If I had remembered that, I wouldn't have asked you to come with me to take Spike out for some air." Bushroot said, before whistling for Spike who was digging into a mound of snow.
Without a word, Bushroot ushered Liquidator back to the greenhouse, Spike following closely. Liquidator let out a slight groan of appreciation the second they entered the heat of the greenhouse. There was a short time of silence as Liquidator stood under one of the heating lamps, taking in the heat and enjoying it.
Bushroot was a little worried by the silence. Perhaps Liquidator was mad at him or there was a problem. Or perhaps he was over thinking things again. He only relaxed when Liquidator stretched his watery arms out and grinned.
"Need relief from the cold? Let good old greenhouse heat cure what ails." Liquidator said.
"I'm glad your okay. I'm really sorry about-" Bushroot started.
"No need for apologies, Reggie. Be assured, I would have gone outside with you even if you didn't ask. I can give you a lifetime guarantee on that." Liquidator said, putting an arm around Bushroot.
More reassured now, Bushroot laid his head against Liquidator's shoulder. The water dog body was tepid from standing under the sunlamp for so long. Not that this bothered Bushroot. In fact ,the effect was calming. Even more so as Liquidator wrapped his other arm around Bushroot.