hashtag_chocobro: (l(older) ooking up dramatically)
One of the nice things about being a puppy, really, had been the dreams. As a puppy, curled up somewhere between the foot of the bed and against Liz's side, Prompto twitched a little as he slept, deeply entrenched in a nice dream about herding chocobos. Nice, simple, happy kinds of dreams which were a strong departure from the ones he usually had, so much so that, even though he was asleep, he could tell when he'd changed back, because those dreams took a sudden, dramatic turn toward the dark that had him gasping awake, still curled up as he had been, and, of course, entirely naked.

It took him a moment, to orient himself, to register all the altered states of his being, from asleep to awake, from dream to reality, from dog to human again, to place where he was and the details of the circumstances. He couldn't help a faint grin over the fact that this transformation was likely to go much better than the last time this had happened, looking over at Liz still sleeping there and feeling pretty confident that this wasn't going to make things extremely awkward between them.

(He hoped!)

But he figured his chances on that were pretty good, and so he shifted a little, a hand gently on Liz's arm to avoid startling her too much as he started to snuggle up a little closer and whispered, "Hey, Liz. You up?"

[[ and so it begiiiiins~ for the wifey, of course! ]]
hashtag_chocobro: (ohgod seriously???)
While the current rash of animal transformations that had struck Fandom Island had only lasted about a week, time was moving very differently in Eos, and it had been well over a month since Gladio had turned into his very lovely namesake flower and Prompto had been turned into a puppy. And the world may have descended into darkness and ruin for most, but puppy!Prompto? Was discovering that even the Apocalypse wasn't half bad if you were smoll and adorable and furry on four legs.

Of course, that had an awful lot to do with the fact that Cindy had, despite Ignis' best efforts to sway her away from such a thing, all but claimed the little golden retriever as her own, and that little golden retriever was certainly in no position to argue with that! And let it be known, he wasn't merely basking in the attention now doted on him by his new charge, either! He made himself useful, fetching tools for her when she needed them, chasing away imps when they got too close to the Hammerhead's enclosure, and occasionally serving as an aid to Ignis when Cindy sent him out for parts. Between the two of them, they were the best hunters for supplies around!

Yeah, life as the mechanic's new canine companion was pretty good )

And that was how Prompto Argentum came to be splayed out on the floor of Takka's old diner wearing nothing but a very tiny pair of denim hot shorts, wondering if he would just be better off disappearing into the darkness for good instead of waiting for Ignis to show up with his actual clothes.


[[ NFI, NFB, OOC welcome, like I could refuse this once it was in my head, c'mon! ]]
hashtag_chocobro: (*puppy prompto!)
Okay, okay, okay. So maybe Prompto was getting a little concerned over the fact that he was still a dog, but let's face it. The life of a puppy in this place was good. Like, real good. So while there was maybe a little disappointment that he woke up to face another day as a canine and not as his usual human self, he got over it really quickly, because he woke up all curled up and comfy with his girlfriend, and how could that not be awesome? It could be more awesome, yes, by not being a puppy, but, hey, beggers could not be choosers, he could not complain...

And he thought, after Machu Picchu yesterday, that he'd still be pretty exhausted for about a week, but he woke up that morning with the same puppy-energy he'd had every since he turned into this smaller bundle of energy, which meant he was very quick to shift a little so that he could wake Yang up with a few gentle nudges of his nose and good-morning snuggles that got increasingly excited because it was a new day, Yang! Yang, it was time to get up! Yang, they had to go get their jog on.

Congratulations, Yang. You were a miracle worker. You somehow managed to get Prompto to actually want to and look forward to his morning runs.

After puppy snuggles, of course. Those were an important and necessary precursor to any morning runs.

[[and I'm sure you all know where this is going. For that laaaaady and that other person who lives here, too, and room totes modded with permish, yo ]]

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