Satoru is on his lunch break when he hears the uproar start. He listens, leaning against barn door and chewing slowly, trying to discern if there’s anyone working right now that can break this up without his help; he hears worried voices, maybe Kanemaru and Toujou, and thinks it might be alright for him to continue his break until Miyuki comes running around the corner, wide eyed and head whipping around looking for him.
“Furuya! They’re at it again.”
Satoru nods, packing away the remainder of his lunch for later in his polar bear bento box, the one Miyuki prepares for him every day, before following Miyuki to back to the commotion, not that he needs anyone to show him where it is he can hear it just fine. The sound of the fight has drawn a few spectators, this hour usually slow as zoo patrons find their way to overpriced food stands and restaurants. They stand around looking worried or amused, whispering among themselves.
“That dog is going to eat the duck why don’t they do something?”
Satoru knows better; he knows Eijun, the petting zoo’s resident shiba inu, is mostly bark and no bite. It’s actually Mei, one of the ducks in the enclosure, that’s more dangerous. Several times a week Miyuki threatens to take him home and roast him for his behavior but Satoru thinks Miyuki might end up the worse for wear if he ever tries to make good on the threat; Mei is a duck but he’s the smartest, haughtiest, meanest duck Satoru has ever seen. Sometimes he wonders if Mei is part goose, the way he nips at their boots and pant legs, the way he defends his precious mound of dirt with quick strikes and flailing wings.
It’s the mound of dirt that’s always the disputed territory in the petting zoo, nestled inside the zoo, a place that should be peaceful and fun and educational for the visitors. They’ve talked about flattening it out but the animals would probably only find something else to fight over so it remains; for those reasons, not because everyone is scared of what Mei and Eijun would do to them if they came at the pile of dirt to destroy it. Satoru wishes Chris was working today, Eijun really only listens to Chris, following him around every day he works, but Satoru is the next best at breaking up the disputes. Miyuki usually only makes things worse, the two of them teaming up on him to pull on his pant legs.
Satoru steps into the pen, ignoring the two of them as they squabble, all the animals except the red fox Haruichi keeping their distance from the loud barking and quacking. He walks between them and sits on the mound of dirt, drawing their attention to him. They both look so offended, directing their ire at him but he stares them down, refusing to budge. Eventually Eijun slinks off to sulk on his tire, curling up and glaring at Satoru until someone comes to pet him. Mei grows bored eventually, going off to float in the pond with the other ducks and everything is once more at peace.
Fill: Team Furuya Satoru/Miyuki Kazuya, G
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Satoru is on his lunch break when he hears the uproar start. He listens, leaning against barn door and chewing slowly, trying to discern if there’s anyone working right now that can break this up without his help; he hears worried voices, maybe Kanemaru and Toujou, and thinks it might be alright for him to continue his break until Miyuki comes running around the corner, wide eyed and head whipping around looking for him.
“Furuya! They’re at it again.”
Satoru nods, packing away the remainder of his lunch for later in his polar bear bento box, the one Miyuki prepares for him every day, before following Miyuki to back to the commotion, not that he needs anyone to show him where it is he can hear it just fine. The sound of the fight has drawn a few spectators, this hour usually slow as zoo patrons find their way to overpriced food stands and restaurants. They stand around looking worried or amused, whispering among themselves.
“That dog is going to eat the duck why don’t they do something?”
Satoru knows better; he knows Eijun, the petting zoo’s resident shiba inu, is mostly bark and no bite. It’s actually Mei, one of the ducks in the enclosure, that’s more dangerous. Several times a week Miyuki threatens to take him home and roast him for his behavior but Satoru thinks Miyuki might end up the worse for wear if he ever tries to make good on the threat; Mei is a duck but he’s the smartest, haughtiest, meanest duck Satoru has ever seen. Sometimes he wonders if Mei is part goose, the way he nips at their boots and pant legs, the way he defends his precious mound of dirt with quick strikes and flailing wings.
It’s the mound of dirt that’s always the disputed territory in the petting zoo, nestled inside the zoo, a place that should be peaceful and fun and educational for the visitors. They’ve talked about flattening it out but the animals would probably only find something else to fight over so it remains; for those reasons, not because everyone is scared of what Mei and Eijun would do to them if they came at the pile of dirt to destroy it.
Satoru wishes Chris was working today, Eijun really only listens to Chris, following him around every day he works, but Satoru is the next best at breaking up the disputes. Miyuki usually only makes things worse, the two of them teaming up on him to pull on his pant legs.
Satoru steps into the pen, ignoring the two of them as they squabble, all the animals except the red fox Haruichi keeping their distance from the loud barking and quacking. He walks between them and sits on the mound of dirt, drawing their attention to him. They both look so offended, directing their ire at him but he stares them down, refusing to budge. Eventually Eijun slinks off to sulk on his tire, curling up and glaring at Satoru until someone comes to pet him. Mei grows bored eventually, going off to float in the pond with the other ducks and everything is once more at peace.