FatherIsDad
 
 
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀My name is Father. Welcome to my Steam profile.
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🧡Mazugor🌟 10 Feb @ 10:10am 
a legend in every game
Souiinigaru 9 Feb @ 12:25am 
At the sound of a small sigh, me and the pink mouse both turned to look at the small blue dog sitting on the cog next to me. Dogwood sat contently in his cocoon of blankets, sipping a steaming cup of coffee. His face widened into a smile as we glanced at him.
 
An “Aww…,” escaped Nurse Mouse’s lips while I could only think about how hungry I was. I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch yesterday.
 
The sound of a comical splat brought me back to the present. Apparently, some toons were raiding the HQ. Maybe that’s what was with the large lack of morning activity, maybe all cogs were on duty, and the entrance to this part was very well hidden. Possibly, the Lawbots weren’t defending it because there was no hope of toons finding it.
💜Nightworm 8 Feb @ 11:53am 
add me up, +rep good sportsmanship
Souiinigaru 23 Jan @ 9:54pm 
Chapter 10: Wedding Cake

“Wake up!” I opened my eyes to see a dirty pink mouse dressed in cog work clothes shaking me awake.
 
“Wake up,” Nurse Mouse repeated, “Something’s happening.” She glanced nervously at the entrance to the Medical Ward.
 
It was quiet outside; witch in itself was scary. It is never quiet in a cog headquarters, there was always a machine to run, a paper to file. There was always some sort of activity, cogs were too busy. And too cautious to never leave a room unguarded.
 
Maybe it was late at night, or there was a big hearing or something? I glanced at the large digital clock mounted on the wall behind me. It was impossible, it was only nine o’clock in the morning. That killed both my theories, there would still be cogs working in the factory.
Thunderpick 21 Jan @ 10:41am 
precision aim
Souiinigaru 19 Dec, 2024 @ 11:50am 
“Can you help me?” she asked hooking her arms under Dogwood.
 
It was my turn to sigh. Together we lifted the dog and waddled over to the cot. After some heaving and shoving from the both of us we were able to get him somewhat comfortably positioned.
 
Nurse Mouse began to tend to him and I sat down on the cot next to him watching the mouse’s expert hands take care of Dogwood.
 
Eventually my eye lids began to droop, and Nurse Mouse handed me a blanket as I drifted off to sleep.