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Barnaby. B. Beagle Drabble
Platonic child!reader ≈` *
Requested by @pastel-pandoll
"Barnaby?"
"Yea, kid?" His heavy accent runs thick as he looks at the much smaller puppet from his spot on balancing on a ball.
"Why do you do what you do?" The small child puppet asks softly, looking down while kicking the felt grass which surrounded their shoes.
"Don't you get.. bored?" They asked in an even softer tone, almost like they were scared to hurt the large dogs feelings.
"'Course not, kid!" The large dog exclaims, jumping off the ball haphazardly, niether him nor the child puppet questioning and it just.. rolls down the hill. Out of sight, out of reach.
"Why d'ya ask?" He put his large, blue paws on his uncovered hips, his body easily towering over the smaller puppet.
"I guess I just can't imagine doing the same thing.. forever." The child reveals, solemly looking off as the sunshine covered ball rolls down the grassy hill. They lived in a practical paradise. An artificial one.
"Barnaby?"
"Yea, kid?"
"I'm bored."