#LITTLE GATOR BBY

[fnaf-sxc]

Oh your a FNaF fan? Name ever character 🔫

Freddy fazbear

Bonnie

Chica

Foxy

Golden Freddy

Mike Schmidt

Phone Guy

Toy Freddy/Bonnie/Chica (need to save some space)

Mangle

Jeremy Fitzgerald

Withered Freddy/Bonnie/Chica/Foxy

BB

JJ

The Marionette/Puppet

Golden Freddy (withered??? Head)

Fritz Smith

Purple Guy

Phone guy (voice from the past)

Shadow Freddy

Shadow Bonnie

-insert the minigames sprites here-

Springtrap

Purple guy (again, now inside the springo)

Phantom Freddy/BB/Foxy/Chica/Mangle/Puppet

Shadow Freddy (again)

Unnamed Fright Guard

Phone Dude

Phone Guy (again as a voice from the past)

-insert minigames sprites here-

Crying Child

Foxy mask brother

The bullies (tm)

Pigtail girl / Laughing kid on street /Girl with toys

Nightmare Freddy/Bonnie/Chica/Foxy/Fredbear/Mangle/BB

Nightmare

Nightmarionne

Plushtrap

Fredplush

The freddles

Jack O Bonnie / Chica

-insert all previous characters with an "adventure" before their name + endo / endo 02 and Endo plush-

White rabbit/Redbear/Tangle

Fredbear/Springbonnie (technically adventure but also first cannot apparition fnaf 4 is sprites yes I know ndjsjsjs)

Dee Dee/ Mendo

-fnaf world bosses. Pigpatch, Security Owl, Chica's Rainbow, etc-

-world enemies too-

Circus Baby

Ballora

Funtime Freddy / Foxy

Bonbon / Bonnet

Yenndo / Lolbit

Hand Unit (with the inclusion of angst teen voice)

//sigh// Elizabeth Afton and William Afton

Eggs Benedict guard who everybody say is Michael Afton so like alright, whatever you say canon

Minireena

Bidybab / Electrobab

(Those toys around the place that have names and merch for some reason)

Two hanged technicians

Ennard

Soap opera Dracula and Clara or smth

Michael Afton?????

Dark Springtrap (this is a good memory for me)

Rockstar Freddy / Bonnie / Chica / Foxy

Orville Elephant/ Mr Hippo

Neddbear / Pigpatch / Happy Frog

(Those egg minigame beans)

Helpy

Lefty

//sigh// Scraptrap but at this point people call him William Afton

//sighs// same with Scrap Baby, people call her Elizabeth Afton too

Molten Freddy (the best one tbh)

Connection terminates voice people say is Henry Emily from the books so like alright

Michael Afton???????????

-Insert all previous animatronic characters but put a VR in front-

Glitchtrap or Malhare. Pick your name they're both fancy

Tape Girl

Reluctant Follower or smth, english not my forte

Jeremy (another one)

The VR beta tester (You)

Mini baby plushies

Dreadbear (Here comes the new gen bby)

Grim Foxy (LETSFUCKINGGO)

-insert the classics with a rental on front-

ABRAN PASO ESTO ES TERRITORIO AR

Ness (its hinted that could be Vanny/reclutanf follower but nothing confirmed)

Luis Cabrera / Kayla Stringer / Anna Kwento / Mark Cho / Raha Salib / Steven Wilson / Daniel Rocha / Nora / Tristan / Izzy

Shadow Bonnie (LETS GO)

Freddy Frostbear

Shamrock Freddy

Chocolate Bonnie / Easter Bonnie

Vr toy Freddy / highscore toy chica / system error toy bonnie / 8bit Baby

Radioactive Foxy / Toxic Springtrap

Firework Freddy / Liberty Chica

Flamethrower Endo / Broiler Baby / Scorching Chica / Flaming Springtrap

Ringmaster Foxy / Magician Mangle / Clown Springtrap

Catrina toy chica

Woodland toy Freddy/ Boulder toy Bonnie/ Swamp BB

Blackice Frostbear/ Arctic Ballora /Frostbite BB /Frost plushtrap

Heartsick Baby / Blackheart Bonnie

Serpent Mangle / Curse Springtrap

Melted chocolate bonnie

Little Red Chica/ Big Bad Foxy

Dark water Endo/ Sunken toy Bonnie/ Pirahna Plushtrap

Clockwork Ballora / Aeronaut Toy Freddy / Jetpack BB

AR player (you again)

Vanessa (the guard)

Vanny (the bunny)

Glamrock Freddy/Chica

Montgomery Gator

Roxanne the wolf

Sunrise and Moondrop

Gregory

The mini order bots that move around

The purple hand that I pray is not William again

Spend an hour on this. Now put the gun down /j

[spacesuitsforemergency]

I think I might change it so that Eugene and Lucy got themselves out of the gang before Lucy gave birth to Gracie, cause then it’s a little less trauma for Lucy since she didn’t think her baby was fed to the gators.

So instead Eugene wanted to get them out before his sister had her baby so that nothing would happen to it, so he called up Ronan, who he had met at a bar and they hit it off instantly so he already knew he was Deadshots son, and they formed a plan together. So then he called Remy and they made the plan for him to get Lucy away while Eugene and the Lawton’s wiped out the gang, then the twins joined the DoC/SoC.

So Gracie’s gonna be only a couple months old, maybe 4 or 5 months. But Lucy gets to raise her her whole life rather than thinking she was dead for a year, plus now we get even tinier bby Gracie. She can’t walk yet only sit, and she can’t say ‘mama’ quite yet but that does obviously end up being her first word

[marcdamour]

{ FRANÇOIS ARNAUD. THIRTY-SIX. CISMALE. HE/HIM } i was out wrestlin’ gators when i saw MARCELLUS “Marc” DAMOUR. you know they have been in town for THIRTY YEARS now? they currently work as a DEPUTY SHERIFF. i love having them around, they're FAITHFUL & INTUITIVE, but sometimes they can be STUBBORN & IRASCIBLE. well, hope to see them ‘round more!

it’s lisa again, with bby #2. he’s can be a bit prickly at times but overall he’s a pretty chill dude. i absolutely love to plot so lemme know if there’s anything you’d be interested in with him. ( or amara ) literally, give me all the angst. sorry this isn’t too detailed but i will be adding more later!

[ Triggers: 9/11 mention & cheating  ]

BACKGROUND.

originally from quebec, canada, the damour family moved to marais when marc was only six. he is fluent in french, english, and ASL. he also has dual citizenship. his family is comprised of a father, mother, an older brother, and two younger sisters.

marc has always been a bit of a hothead, now much more mature, he would even gladly take the fall for most of the fights that had occurred when he and his siblings were children. it was as a young teenager that he learned to keep his temperament in check and became a master of self-control with the help of some anger management courses. how he mastered his anger however is his shameful little secret that he doesn’t like to talk about. 

growing up, there was nobody he looked up to more than his parents. they were his own versions of superheroes. he always felt as though his parents were pillars in their small community and marc aspired to be the same one day. it was one of the driving forces upon going into public service. the other driving force behind becoming a police officer was the 9/11 attack. 

he joined the police academy directly after graduating high school and took several classes at le savoir college of louisiana in the following years where he majored in criminal justice and psychology. he’d never been the greatest when it came to school, but he never stopped trying or meeting with tutors until he finally got it. 

when he first moved out on his own, marc discovered his love for cooking and for food itself. he’s spent mindless hours scrolling through social media looking up recipes and has a pinterest board of things to try. ( he’d be like an ideal candidate for those amateur cooking shows. ) his mad cooking skills have also impressed many tinder dates.

though his dedication to marais and her citizens and the pride he has in his work has always been clear. which helped him get appointed as a deputy at twenty-nine. i’d like to think he’s very well known around town and his overall reputation as a law enforcement officer is stern but fair. and he’s definitely more known than the other officers for letting folks go with just a warning when the offense isn’t serious.

he has a good heart and wants nothing more than to help those in need and do what’s right. but if it comes down to doing what’s right or protecting someone he cares about, it’s ALWAYS going to be the latter.  

he is a lowkey stoner, which was something he started sometime in high school. he’s taken extended breaks from it various times over the years but nothing chills him out more than sitting outside with a fat one and listening to the calming bayou crickets. 

relationships of the long term variety have never seemed to be in the cards for marc, no matter how much effort he puts in. the one long term relationship he did have left him a broken man and he’s only just managed to put himself back together after she cheated on him. he’s come to terms with the fact “no strings” relationships are just what he needs. 

it’s been two years since the relationship ended and in that time, marc’s control over his emotions and his temper has diminished. something that is easy to see for those who are close to him as he’s more likely to get into with those around him over things that normally would have rolled off his back. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

long term ex-girlfriend ( will submit a wc soon )

past hookups

current hookups

ride or die

friends

rivals

coworkers

hoodlums to bust lol 

[2innocent2douglas]

ayyyy it’s me rose, bringing you my bby morrigan aka mog.

— && guests may mistake me as ( anya taylor-joy), but really i am ( morrigan innocent douglas + cisfemale + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 5/18/1996 ). i am applying for the ( lounge singer ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( #302 ). i should be hired because i am ( resourceful & generous ), but i can also be ( mischievous & vacant ) at times. personally, i like to ( ghost hunt, dance, and get lit ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration!.

quick facts:

Usually only goes by Morrigan Douglas. Cause the Innocent name is legit but ridic.

Morrigan is the only child of wealthy socialite Brighton Innocent and her mysterious husband Emerson Douglas.

She was born and raised in Miami, FL, with her parents and older half-sister, but she spent much of her childhood flying back and forth between LA and New York as well, far from the gators. Having one stable home is more or less a foreign concept.

Despite being born and raised in the US, her dad’s British accent has rubbed off on her and it peeks through a lot when she speaks. Most people assume it’s just to sound fancy, and maybe that’s part of it too.

Has a very serious blood pact with Marshall. In fact, she got herself a gig at the 312 on his glowing recommendation.

She’s never really had a career of her own — her old money background meant that she never really needed one. She has a designer bag named after her, though, and how many people can boast that? It’s the little things in life.

She is a taurus, gemini moon, cancer rising.

Also this is her pinterest board cause I am nothing if not an aesthetic hoe.

biography:

Her mother likes to call herself a business woman, and she technically is but it’s in the vein of the Kardashians or Paris Hilton — famous for being famous territory. She owns a string of high-end nightclubs around the country, but doesn’t actually work much.

As for her father… well, a lot of money has been invested into keeping pretty his past under wraps. Morrigan doesn’t even know much about it, except that he’s English and came from more humble means. She likes to joke that she’s half poor, so she gets it.

Growing up with one parent who takes every opportunity to bask in the limelight and one who is the exact opposite was… weird. She was never quite sure how much of a show to put on, and she was always told off for either doing too much or too little.

In the end, privacy has more or less won. She has a few million Instagram followers, which she considers more of a legacy thing than a choice of her own, but she’s not trying that hard to stay relevant… although it is kind of nice when people compliment you for serving Looks, so she posts about once a month. For the greater good... and some of that sponsorship money. #ad all the way.

Homegirl has more money than sense and is currently on hiatus from her studies at Columbia. Who needs an education when you’ve got mommy’s credit card?

She dabbles in music and genuinely enjoys it, but she’s not quite sure she’s cut out for being famous in that way. People actually seeing you as a role model? No thanks.

Dreams of one day starting a real-life coven and/or becoming a prestige member of the Illuminati. Both would be neat AF.

She’s very interested in cryptozoology — catch her watching endless re-reruns of In Search of Bigfoot and the likes. Every year for her birthday, she takes her friends to the supposed home of a cryptid. They’ve yet to actually encounter one in person.… although Mog swears she caught a glimpse of the Ozark Howler three years ago. She still hasn’t stopped talking about the non-incident.

Morrigan can be a bit aloof and doesn’t really give a fuck if anyone’s bothered by her attitude, but she’s usually not going out of her way to be a dickhead. If it happens, it happens organically.

[allthefilmsiveseenforfree]

Crawl

Hurricanes? Scary. Alligators? Scary. Put em together and you’ve got a damn solid premise for a creature feature action/horror movie. Hayley (Kaya Scodelario) is going to check on her dad (Barry Pepper) during a severe hurricane because she and her sister haven’t heard from him even though everyone has been ordered to evacuate. When she gets to the house (after an ominous sign warning of an alligator farm nearby), she discovers her dad bleeding and unconscious in the crawl space below the house...and he’s not alone. I mean, that’s some solid shit, right? Pretty difficult to mess that up, wouldn’t you think? Well...

Thankfully, yeah, it is hard to mess up and director Alexandre Aja does a perfectly fine job of keeping the tension high, the sequences scary, and injecting enough human heart into the proceedings that you actually give a damn about the characters. All in all, this is a job well done.

Some thoughts:

The main purpose of this movie is to encourage people not to fuck around with hurricanes, and also to personally target me and my foolish attempt to tempt fate by visiting Florida semi-annually to see Wife’s family. The gators are gonna get me, y’all, and honestly I probably deserve it for my hubris and presumption.

So she’s a swimmer for the Florida Gators swim team. And her dad/swim coach motivates her by telling her she’s an apex predator. A little heavy handed on the foreshadowing here, don’t you think?

Remember when Barry Pepper was in everything? He can still get it. 

This sequence of her driving through the blockade to get to her dad’s house feels like a Jeep commercial, the product placement feels very intense.

Ok, as soon as you see this dog (named Sugar!) I’m sure you’re thinking what I thought which was, “oh shit this dog is gonna die” because in horror movies, the dogs die. BUT! I am so happy to report that this film goes by action movie rules, meaning the dog lives!! She is perfect and very helpful and a sweet angel and no harm comes to her other than, you know, a bit of a stressful day.

The movie is a tight 87 minutes, because it knows what you want to see. You want to see gators. All the pre-gator parts of the movie move along pretty briskly to get to that sweet, sweet gator action. That being said, the pre-gator part also suffers from a general lack of...urgency? Maybe it’s just that Kaya Scodelario works best when she has something perilous to work with (be that the gators or her tumultuous daddy issues). The setup scenes where she’s driving to her dad’s house and monologuing to the dog is cringe city, not least of all because she’s not keeping her eyes on the road when she’s driving in a motherfucking hurricane!

One of the things I appreciate most about this movie is that the characters are industrious and for the most part pretty smart. It makes it much easier to root for them when they’re grabbing makeshift weapons, treating their own wounds as best they can, and using strategic maneuvers to avoid the alligators. There’s really only one “GIRL WHAT ARE YOU DOING” moment and it could be forgiven due to wanting to take advantage of cell phone signal while she had it. Since the rest of her actions were pretty smart, I’m willing to give her a pass on one. 

Can I just say, after last year’s The Hurricane Heist, I am loving this trend of movie genres + hurricane to create a whole new genre. Now that we have monster movie + hurricane, let’s expand the horizons to include even more options. Buddy cop movie + hurricane. Period costume drama + hurricane. Broadway musical + hurricane. The possibilities are endless!

The movie really hits its stride when Scodelario and Pepper are finally reunited, and the tension and bickering between them feels very real. They don’t have a lot of time but Michael and Shawn Rasmussen’s script goes a long way to establish some real family drama and resolve it in a cathartic way before the movie’s end. A lot of that heavy lifting is done by Pepper as a headstrong and stubborn estranged dad, but the chemistry between both actors is top notch.

I always think about the filming conditions for things like this, and this must have just been a nightmare to shoot. They’re underwater for SO MUCH of this movie, and there are quite a few stunts and action effects that had to be coordinated, especially with the fake alligators. The finished product is honestly very impressive.

As for the gators - holy shit these gators! You guys. I know they’re CGI, but these gators don’t feel over-the-top ridiculous. This isn’t The Meg. These are just normal size (read: huge) gators going about their lives tryin to find a snack. And they are fucking TERRIFYING. I’m drawing a line in the sand here - and I don’t care how controversial you might think this is, I’m gonna say it - don’t fuck with gators.

There is some very realistic body horror happening.

I would definitely call it more of an action movie than a horror movie, but there are quite a few jump scares because these alligators are SNEAKY and can just pop up anywhere.

THERE IS ALSO A SCENE WITH SPIDERS ON HER FACE I WANT TO DIE JUST LET THE GATORS TAKE ME NOW THIS IS MY NIGHTMARE.

One thing I was somewhat confused by - they show this in the trailer, so it’s not a spoiler. At one point Haley discovers alligator eggs that have clearly recently hatched, and it makes you think oh shit now there are gonna be even more alligators everywhere but we never actually see any? There’s a shot of one teeny bby gator coming out of an egg, but other than that, nothing. It feels like the setup for something that never delivered. The only thing I could think was that if this is the territory where they’re laying eggs, the momma gators will be more protective, and thus more aggressive. But I mean...did we have to make them MORE aggressive? I hear “abandoned house + hurricane floodwaters + escaped alligators” I’m not gonna be like “But wait, would they really be trying to attack people?” Say no more, man - my disbelief is suspended.

I have to confess though, the strategy of saying, “Alligators hunt by detecting splashes, so NO SPLASHES,” while sound, is a line that made me laugh.

At one point the eye of the hurricane passes over them (obviously) and Wife leaned over to me and started singing, “In the eye of a hurricane there is quiet for just a moment” from Hamilton and then about 30 seconds later, “I splashed my way out” and that really took a lot of the bite out of that one of the big final escape sequences of the film.

Did I Cry? I teared up a tiny bit. Dad-daughter stuff just gets me right in the heart. I’m a sap, what can I say.

Honestly, this is really solid fare from start to finish. You could easily enjoy this film on Redbox, but there’s something to be said about the immersive, incredibly stressful experience of cutting off all distractions and focusing on a 90-minute adventure like this in a theater. Wife said she has literally never been more stressed, and that’s pretty much the best endorsement you can get for a movie like this.

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[fandomoniumflurry]

Please with Jambalaya on Top

Steve Mcgarrett x Paisley(OFC), and some Danny, Jerry, Lou, Tani

Hawaii Five-0

just fluff and married cuteness and doggy bby!

By request from @supergirl000983​  who also inspired the title of this piece :3 Paisley is a OC and his wife she is Sergeant for Five-0, any way it is the Episode where they get Eddie and, she has fallen in love with the dog and Steve can’t tell her No? Please with Jambalaya on top

Hope you enjoy!!

“We would have been there quicker if you would have just let me drive.” Steve muttered as he gripped the handle above the car door. Danny was sitting in the backseat with his arms crossed over his chest giving the two of them the deadliest of glares he could muster.

“We will make it there in one piece this way.” Paisley retorted, casting neither of them a glance and keeping her dark eyes locked on the road.

Steve’s face wrinkled as he scowled at her before turning to look at Danny. The shorter man shrugged, a hand lifting in question. “Don’t look at me. You married her, babe.”

Her head turned to him with a bright angelic like smile and Steve couldn’t help but grin. Even though his eyes rolled, a hand moved to rest against her thigh and giving it a light squeeze.

Once they arrived on the scene, Steve and Danny got caught up on the shooting. While they spoke with the agents, Paisley began to walk around the storage containers. The metal was ripped with bullet holes and her mind began to play out what had happened. Her mind went ninety miles an hour and she spaced out into her own little world as always. This was why she was good at her job, this was why Steve loved her, and this was why was one of the best on the team.

She could imagine every possible situation in just minutes. Play out every scenario, see every angle, pick up every mistake, find every hole in the enemy’s scheme. Most of the time she could even figure out the next move or at least get an idea of what they were trying to do. But she needed complete silence, she needed to be alone so she could let her mind wander, allow her thoughts to take over. She was almost psychic in that way, able to pick up smells and sounds and sights that no one else would have noticed or would have even cared about. Maybe it was growing up in the bayou, keeping an eye out for gators and snakes. She was tuned into her senses and it came in handy.

Her eyes shot open when she caught a whiff of blood. From what she had heard, there were only two men gunned down and they were back behind her where her husband was. Her bright eyes looked around her, suddenly in a panic. Someone could be bleeding out, someone else could be hurt. She quickly began to open up containers, frantically calling out for anyone.

Steve heard the frightened twang of his Sergeant’s voice and rushed toward the sound of her voice. It took a few turns but the open container alerted her to her whereabouts. By the time he stepped into the warm, stuffy rig, he was panting and his heart was racing but as soon as his blue eyes locked onto her, he breathed a sigh of relief. His gun lowered, having not even realized he had drawn it on the run over here.

Tears streamed endlessly down the woman’s face, in her arms lay a bloody golden mess. Her hands stroked over the dog’s matted fur as her eyes lifted to plead for help for her new friend. She reluctantly released the animal when Steve knelt over to take him from her arms. Danny was a step behind him to pick Paisley up from the floor. She had smears of blood on her hands and blouse but it was the tears rolling down her face that the detective was worried about. She insisted to ride in the ambulance with Eddie and her husband agreed and he and Danny stayed behind for a few more minutes to speak with the DEA.

Paisley McGarrett always had a soft spot for animals. There were plenty of times Steve had to pull the truck over and help a turtle cross the street or make sure a flock of geese didn’t get ran over. She had taken plenty of strays into the humane society and even volunteered there from time to time when she wasn’t working at five-0. The Commander himself wondered how they didn’t have a farm by now. There were plenty of times she had begged and pleaded for a pet, to bring some stray home, adopt some kitten, or rescue some bird. Every time, it was rough, but Steve had said no.

Waiting in that veterinary hospital, the sergeant was glad when Steve finally came in. His arms wrapped around her as soon as he sat down, holding her against his side as she began to shed new soft tears. The service dog, Eddie, had lost his partner, his handler and was now struggling for his life. And Paisley’s heart was breaking. If that dog died, she would be crushed and there was nothing Steve could do but hold her and rock her gently.

“Go back to work, Commander.” She finally stated simply, her eyes lifting into the ocean hues of her husband. Her hand rested against his chest as her puppy dog eyes worked their charm. “Go catch the sons of bitches that did this to Eddie and his master.” There was venom in her voice and it always stunned McGarrett how passionate she could get.

He smiled softly, a hand resting against her cheek before he offered her a quick kiss to the lips. “I love you.” He stated with his forehead resting against hers.

She beamed, never growing tired of those words. “I love you too, Commander. Now get.” She shoved him gently and Steve huffed a laugh before untangling himself from around Paisley and heading back to solve this case. The Sergeant on the other hand would wait there for the rest of the day until Eddie was in the clear, and she believed he would survive this. He was strong, she could tell. As she hugged her arms around herself, her eyes lifted to the clock above the front desk as she waited.

Jerry had come in to keep her company for a little while, taking care of things with the paperwork and doctors. His presence was comforting and the man was always able to make her smile. He was also quite the hugger, providing comfort and warmth even though it was brief. He could understand her attachment and concern for the dog even though she had just met him. He too was worried about the poor fellow. She had such a big heart, her compassion off the charts, she was bound to find a spot in her heart for the pup. Paisley hated to see Jerry go but she knew he was helping with the case, and just like with Steve, she told him to kick the sons of bitches ass.

–

“No, Steven! He was just shot! He needs to rest!” The sergeant squealed when her husband presented his request.

“Baby, he’s fine. They said he’ll make a full recovery. We need him to help with the case.” His hands came to rest on her shoulders, the scowl on her face only faltering slightly. He knew she was just worried, her arms crossed over her chest as she wouldn’t look at him. “The shot missed all of his vitals. Look at me.” She heaved a sigh and her head rolled to look at him with a faint pout. “I won’t let anything happen to him, alright? Trust me.”

Her shoulders slumped in defeat but she finally nodded her head. He offered her a smile before kissing her lips and pulling her to his chest. “You have to promise me something, though.” She muttered against his chest as her arms wrapped around his middle.

“Anything, sweetheart.” He replied with a crooked smile.

“You bring him home after this is all said and done.” She pulled back to look up at his face, a firm resolve flashing in her eyes.

“Baby, we can’t—”

She cut him off with those big pouty eyes, her arms squeezing around his middle. “Pleasssse, With Jambalaya on top!” Her damn Louisiana accent always made her pleas even harder to resist.

Steve knew he didn’t stand a chance. His head nodded slowly and her face immediately lit up. Her arms wrapped tighter around him now, taking in a deep breath and drowning in his musk. “You’re gonna be the death of me, Sergeant.” He scolded playfully before kissing her hair and pulling away from her to go and retrieve Eddie.

She decided to stay behind on this trip, Eddie not being the only one who needed some rest. She had started to sit out cases more and more here lately. But she found that being home alone while her boys were out there searching for drugs and possibly finding trouble, was harder to deal with. She had texted Steve as they made their way to the harbor and a wide smile broke over her face when she saw a picture of the bandaged mutt seated in the back of the SWAT van. That seemed enough reassurance that Steve and the team had this handled. She was starting to wish she had went along though, just to see her boys in action.

Receiving the all clear, Paisley couldn’t help but hop in her car and drive out to wrap up the case. Just in time to see the big bad Lou loving up all over Eddie. She laughed before throwing an arm around Grover. “Look who’s a dog person.”

Lou’s face wrinkled slightly. “No. I’m a /this/ dog person.”

It caused her to snicker before Tani walked by with a grin, slapping her outstretched hand. “Sure, Louie.” Paisley patted his back, leaving him to baby talk with the dog. She squealed when she saw her husband, running the short distance and leaping into his arms. “Who was in the ambulance?” When Steve explained the whole thing, her face grew angry and she slapped him against the shoulder. “He attacked someone! And you nearly let him get shot again??”

Steve cowered with a laugh before clamping his arms around her to keep him from hitting him anymore. “Sarge, he’s fine, look at him.” His hand gestured back toward the happy pup getting love from his Uncle Lou. Paisley sighed and let a grin surface on her lips. “Come on, Babe. Let’s go wrap this up so we can get home.”

She stood by Steve’s side, her hand wrapped around his waist and Eddie standing at her feet as Duke spoke. The cameras and reporters all gathered around to get the story, scanning over the cocaine their team had seized thanks to Eddie. She petted his head with a smile as they commended him and McGarrett for their good work. Once the cameras were gone and the sergeant was left to stand with her commander, she turned to plant a long loving kiss on his lips, causing the team around her to groan and laugh before walking away. The two of them only grinned and deepened the kiss, arms wrapping around each other as Eddie barked.

—

“You really like this dog, don’t you?” Danny asked as he was perched upon the McGarretts’ kitchen counter as he munched on an apple.

Paisley was wrapped around her husband as he cut up chicken for the new member of their family. She was all smiles, her eyes bright and dazzling as her attention turned from Danny to Steve with a smug grin. “He’s a nice dog.” Steve countered, paying no attention to either of them, trying to act like he hadn’t given in to Eddie’s or Paisley’s charms.

“You’re attached to him. Just admit it.” The sergeant interjected with her tongue between her teeth. Steve’s eyes only rolled and Danny let out a snicker. “You liiiiiike him.” She drew out, her hands tickling his sides causing him to laugh and finally cave, shaking his head. It only made her smile grow wider, unwrapping herself from him to grab the bowl set out for Eddie. He shoveled the bits of meat into the bowl and she set it down on the kitchen floor. “Eddie! Come on, baby! Dinner.”

Her brow wrinkled when he didn’t come and she moved out of the kitchen, Steve and Danny carrying on about cats and whatever other reason Steve had called Danny over for. After a few minutes of searching the house, her voice finally rang out. “Steve, he’s not here.” She called out after a few minutes, bringing the two men out to meet her.

Steve frowned, bringing a hand to rest against her lower back. “I think I know where he is.” She seemed like she was about ready to cry and he kissed her shoulder before leading her out to the truck.

He was right where Steve thought he would be and Paisley’s heart broke all over again. She leapt from the truck and rushed across the cemetery, collapsing at the dog’s side. As Eddie whimpered and whined, her tears began to fall as she clung to him, her hands running through his soft fur. “It’s ok, baby. I know. But you have a new home now, and we love you and we’ll take care of you.” Steve came down to sit next to her, wrapping an arm around her and placing a kiss to her temple. His hand moved to pet the mourning dog, doing his best to comfort both of them. “And soon you’ll have a little baby McGarrett to play with.”  

[labradoritedreams]