#snowy is like an angry poodle and tater is a golden retriever

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#52 “You just wanted them because they light up.” with any character or ship you want!

i figured this should go up on cas day so thank you cas! this could literally be so many dynamics in the comic but i went with snowy and tater because i love them. enjoy!

#52: “You just wanted them because they light up.”

They’ve been walking around the Mall of America for hours. It could’ve been years, Snowy wouldn’t know. It feels like like they’ve been there for centuries at this point. He’s convinced his birthday has come and gone. Time is fake at this point.  But he’s not whining. He’s a fucking NHL player, he doesn’t whine, okay? He’s professional and mature.  “Tater,” he says (not whine). “How much longer are we going to be here?”

“Few more minutes Snowy. You are like small child. Toddler Snowy!” Tater’s looking for something, but Snowy’s so bored that he doesn’t bother looking.  And yeah, he’s not happy to be here. He’s been to the Mall of America once as a kid and by now the novelty has warn off. You can literally go to any other mall in America and have the same experience. But Tater had never been before, and he was excited. Snowy would rather miss the last shot in the Stanley Cup final than intentionally upset Tater. He may be an asshole, but he’s not that big of an asshole.

“I am not a goddamn toddler you Russian asshole,” Snowy gripes, secure in the knowledge that Tater knows that he doesn’t really mean it.

“I know, they much cuter than you,” Tater jokes picking up a box and this time Snowy finally looks at what he’s holding.

Oh no. Absolutely not.

“First of all, I’m a complete catch, thank you. Second of all, really Tater?” Snowy asks, regarding the box of size 12 light up sneakers in Tater’s hands with contempt.  

“Yes Snowy,” Tater replies, smiling like an excitable golden retriever personified. “They are what cool kids wear now. I am very cool.”

“Keep telling yourself that.”  “I will. You just don’t believe,” Tater argues as he grabs Snowy’s hand and starts dragging him towards the cashier.

“You’re right. And I won’t protect you from the chirps from the rest of the team.”

Tater puts the shoes onto the counter and the cashier scans the box. They’re definitely staring, trying to figure out if two NHL players are actually in this store and one of them is buying a pair of light up sneakers. 

“You will not need to Snowy,” Tater says sagely after he spends actual parts of his salary on light up shoes.  “Thank you,” Tater turns to the cashier, picking up the box of sneakers and grabbing Snowy’s hand again, dragging him off to somewhere else.

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“You just wanted them because they light up,” Snowy says later after Tater has excitedly showed the team his new shoes. He was chirped liberally.

“Yes.”