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Who Åsa (

vaimo ) and Siiri (

hustru ) / Floweregg
What They got a puppy!!
When last week of Feb
Where Siiri's apartment
Warnings Teeth rotting fluff

Since Siiri's hands were full of puppy, Åsa nudged her out of the way to unlock the door to her apartment and let them in. Just as well she'd added that key to her own set. Not that she wouldn't have; it's safest there. Even though Åsa can be a bit of a ditz, her keys are one thing that she always keeps safe. If she put it in a 'safe place' at home it would never surface again.

Pushing open the door, Åsa shifts to hold it while toeing off her shoes. "Still got her?" She asks, a little worried, as she looks at the squirming ball of fluff. Sooner they can get in safely and shut the door behind them the better. Her own hands are full of shopping bags from the rescue centre, full of everything they'll need to get their new puppy started at home. They'll have to do a trip for more food soon since Åsa's priority was getting Siiri everything that was needed immediately rather than looking to the long term (and they had to get everything home too), but Åsa certainly won't complain for the excuse to drop by again later this week. That's probably why she's already thinking of this as 'their' puppy, even when in reality she's Siiri's. She just hopes that having someone around the house - even if it's someone who can't talk back - will help Siiri feel more settled and less lonely. And if not, well, taking the puppy on walks will at least make sure that Siiri gets out for reasons that aren't university or work!

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"Mh." Siiri holds on to the puppy as tightly as she dares - she was rather good for a puppy her age for most of the way, but now that the little dog notices that they're clearly coming to the end point of the journey she's perking up again. The people at the shelter kept talking about a crate even after Siiri told them that she had no car - which still disturbes her, why would you put a dog into a crate over night? And a puppy bag is already in the post and on the way to her, it just didn't arrive in time.

When the door is closed, she'll be put down carefully and then the Finn will take off her shoes as quickly as possible before following her. Keeping an eye on her but letting her explore.

They look cute like that, the tiny puppy and the elegant woman. But the puppy clearly wants to be put down so Åsa doesn't say anything even after Siiri puts her down. She leave Siiri to follow her and instead heads into the living area so she'd can set her bags down on the table. Only then does she look back at them, a fond look in her eyes. She watches them for a moment, but then turns her attention to their shopping (even though she keeps one eye on them).

"Shall I set up her bed here or in your room?"

"My room." She's been thinking about it - when the lady at the shelter said that the puppy should spend the first night in her room, but off her bed, she was talking about putting her in a crate for it. And keeping the dog off the bed when she's not physically confined to a place will be harder - but then she was told that she'd get little sleep the first nights, anyway, so it's not that much of a stretch to plan for putting her back into the bed repeatedly.

Floweregg decides to follow after Åsa when she carries the bed over, so all three of them end up in the bedroom anyway. The puppy peers at the bed curiously once it is put down. Clearly it has some meaning, but what that is escapes her at the moment.

"Okay!" There's the bed that they brought and the blanket from the shelter to help Floweregg feel more settled, both of which she carries through so she can set them up alongside the bed. Hopefully close enough that Floweregg can still feel close to Siiri without needing to be on the bed. Leaning over she picks up the puppy and sets her in the bed to see how she'll respond. "There, that's your bed!" She tells her with a happy smile, before she sits back on the bed, smiling up at Siiri, gently tugging on her to sit with her.

Siiri sits down next to Åsa, a bit closer than she would with anyone else, and watches Floweregg as well. The dog turns around a few times, looking at the walls around herself - real walls right now, they will become less of an obstacle as the dog grows older - and then tries to climb out of it towards the two women.

It's not really working, the walls are a bit high.

It's nice to feel Siiri so close, and Åsa shifts a little so she can rest her cheek on Siiri's shoulder for a moment as she watches the puppy. So cute! She can't bare to see her frustrated, though, even though she's only just sat down, so she shifts again, this time taking a seat on the floor so she can pick the puppy up again and set her in her lap. "There, is that better?" She asks her, smiling down. "It's a bit big for you, isn't it? Well, you'll grow!"

Looking up at Siiri again as she strokes the puppy in her lap she smiles. "We need to think of a name."

"Something cute." A hand sneaks over and pets the puppy, who yips excitedly and licks both women's hands.

Åsa looks down at the tiny white ball of fluff in her lap, and then up at the other woman and hesitates. Something cute... let's see. "How about Bloody Floweregg?" She trips over the name for a moment, almost offering it up in Swedish, but... Floweregg sounds cute too. Perfect for the little puppy.

She frowns and tilts her head. Not saying no, but neither saying yes. "We had a dog by that name, before." Their former selves, that is. Or at least the latter part of it, but... Åsa's former self, Siiri knows that she suggested the same name.

"It's still a cute name, though." Åsa smiles at Siiri. Would she have thought that it was cute five minutes ago? She's not entirely sure. But she can remember the other things that she suggested for their puppy the first time round too (even in retrospect they still sound like good ideas to her). "I like Cheese Castle too. Is Bloody Floweregg what we called that puppy, then? I don't remember that, just the names I suggested."

The puppy whines at the continued bad ideas regarding names for her and tries to let her opinion be known by trying to get out of Åsa's lap and into Siiri's. Maybe that will get it across?

"It was only Floweregg."

Of course Åsa doesn't even think that the puppy's movements might be related to her name choices. She's just pleased that she seems to know her mistress already, and she's happy to pick her up and settle her in Siiri's lap. Besides, it gives her a good excuse to curl back into Siiri's side as she continues to stroke her.

"I like Floweregg! But she's your puppy."

...That did not go as planned. She's heard other dogs being named, and some of them got really nice names. Can't she have one of these...

She'll peer up at Siiri, hopefully. Maybe there is help to be gotten from this end.

Siiri... just looks down at the dog, thoughtfully, as one arm loosely drapes over Åsa (totally just to accommodate her leaning better) and the other hand rests on her thighs - two hands on the puppy seem like that would scare her. She's considering it.

And completely missing the meaning of the peers that the dog gives her. Please no. Say no.

Sadly it seems that she's fated to have an awful name in either life. But she is loved despite that.

Åsa snuggles into Siiri's side with a quiet, pleased noise. This is nice. Of course the snuggling is nothing to do with encouraging Siiri to take her side! "I hope she settles in. If you need someone else to keep an eye on her so you can sleep you can always call me."

"You can always stay here." And she might make use of that offer a bit too often maybe. And while the sofa is an option... But she wouldn't even dare to offer that one, only silently long to share a bed and fall asleep with the other woman in her arms. She imagines that it is nice and warm and comfortable.

And about the name... "Floweregg, for now."

Åsa glances at Siiri, but the offer makes her smile, a warm glow opening up inside her. "I'd really like that." She replies, softly. Sharing a bed wouldn't phase her; she always did with friends at home, but if one of them is having to get up and down to keep settling down the puppy then perhaps it won't be the best idea.

Still. Waking up and having someone there, having someone to share breakfast with... it sounds lovely. If that's what that her past self got to have then Åsa is a little jealous.

"Floweregg it is, then! Maybe we'll get some more memories of the old Floweregg from her too."

Nooooooo

not like she can do anything about this, though, so she'll instead climb out of Siiri's lap and see what else the apartment holds in interesting things.

The woman stays where she is for the moment, only looking after the puppy as she sniffs and pads around the room. "Are you staying for dinner?"

As Floweregg decides that she's had enough of their love, Åsa takes the opportunity to scoot in closer and rest her head on Siiri's shoulder. "If you don't mind! We should celebrate bringing Floweregg home!" She's happy like this, relaxed and comfortable as she watches the puppy explore. "But it's not good to drink on an empty stomach so we should eat something first." Just a few drinks, maybe, not enough to get drunk, but celebrating does sound good.

An arm will be wrapped around Åsa in return and a head rested on hers. "Take-out or cooking?" Both is good - they could order something, or they could cook, as long as they stay in the apartment and regularly check on the dog the puppy should be good. She can't have any of the human food either way.

Åsa considers it, but not for long. "Let's get take out. I'll pay!" She decides. It's been a long day and while cooking is fun, staying curled up and relaxing more sounds much better. And playing with the puppy more - if they cook they'll have to focus on that rather than her. "Is there anything you want in particular? We can look online if there isn't somewhere you know already."

"I got recommended a Chinese ...provider." The last is supplied in Finnish because she can't think of the word right now, she's a bit preoccupied with thinking that all of this is very nice and how to best relocate them to wherever Floweregg is headed to and last but not least what she can offer by way of drinks.

Åsa's used to guessing from context what words mean and it's not a problem to take a guess now. "Do you have a menu? Let's have a look!" As she says it she realises that that means standing and regrets it.

...On the other hand they should probably follow Floweregg before she gets her nose into something that she shouldn't. So, very reluctantly, she pushes herself up onto her feet and brushes herself off, then follows the dog. Normally she'd offer a hand to help Siiri up too, but right now she's worried about letting the puppy out of their sight.

Siiri sighs quietly at the loss of touch but gets up without protest, only with a sad look in her eye, and follows after Åsa. She heads to a table near the entrance and rummages through some papers that are located there before producing a slightly battered menu and holding it up for Åsa to see. There it is.

Åsa smiles as she takes the menu, leading Siiri after Floweregg into the main room so she can take a seat at the table and read over it quickly. "This seems fine!" She agrees easily after skimming it. "Do you know what you want? I'll order!" And pay because Siiri's still a student, and anyway, she likes buying things for her friends.

"Nr. 19." Always the same - she prefers home cooked foods and is very picky with all others (having dated someone whose diet consisted mostly of frozen pizza did not help), so the times when she orders food from this place it's always that one.

And Åsa ordering is a relief. Less having to talk to people on the phone.

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I FEEL LIKE WE'VE DONE THIS BEFORE what a problem

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