028 - 4th wall

[tapestodiane]

[Suddenly, on a video feed near you for no reason whatsoever, a llama.]

[A llama with a crush on our special agent.]



[OTP.]

[Also, talk about deja vu.]


(As per usual, action absolutely anywhere, with or without llamas! GO WILD. I want all of you!)

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[tapestodiane]

<sub>[Cooper stands still when he watches the scene with a feeling of calm. Calm and trust, specifically, towards the Poochyena. He doesn't like seeing her harmed but he's convinced she knows exactly what she's doing - and thus when she leaps at it and traps it, he's not surprised.]

[He's solemn, though, when he steps aside. Not because he's scared of the Hoothoot in her mouth so much as out of respect, and consideration. And thoughts. Because there'd something profound about that display, and something had happened, and he was mulling it over even as he was watching the pair; his friend and his companion.]

[The owls are not what they seem. But maybe whatever they are can be fought with peace.]</sub>

[happygeneration]

[Albert makes no move to take the Hoothoot from her, either, which sort of perplexes her because look, don't they see that she caught one of the owls? It's like they were talking about and she caught one! Right here! Owl!

And of course, Albert wants nothing to do with it, so it's not like he's going to catch it for his roster, either.]

Great. Looks like she's a bird dog.

[His humor is the driest.]

[tapestodiane]

Albert.

_{[Said sternly, paired with a disapproving scowl. Praise and encouragement is important in raising anything, and clearly his dog is just trying to please him. Come on, Albert. Show her some love, or at least explain why you're not.]}

[happygeneration]

[Oh, fine. But only on your word, Coop. He bends down a little to regard her.]

Drop it.

[And miraculously, she does, pinning it once again between her forepaws as she hopefully looks up at Albert for any praise he might offer.

Obligingly, following a grudging glance at Coop, he gives her a pat on the head and a scratch behind the ears.]

Attagirl, Gandhina.

[PREEMPTIVE SHUT UP, COOP.]

[tapestodiane]

<sub>[OH MY GOD Albert named his dog after Gandhi.]

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[Cooper doesn't say anything, at first, he just watches them like he's incredibly pleased with this turn of events. And really, he is. For a moment, he just smiles, a knowing smile like he's been let in on something, thoughts of Windom and evil and owls momentarily forgotten.]

[And then he just says, quite simply - but not without a fond amusement to his tone -]</sub>

Albert, I think the two of you will make a great team.