Modern Magic Formula [SEBBY]

[Jasper Richard Monroe Mulhern]

Today a miracle had been sent to Jasper from the high Heavens. He was the chosen one. He had been chosen to provide love and care for these lost souls. How could he not? These four puppies were the most adorable creatures ever to grace the earth. Excluding his Sebby. Pfffft, that would just be silly and downright impossible.

Back to the puppies, they were a little more important that Jasper's flatmate right now because they were all tiny and shivering and whining at him. It was getting on for around three in the afternoon and Jasper had spotted the cardboard box filled with tiny puppies as he'd been walking home. There was no way he would've been able to walk past and forget about them. The guilt would eat away at him forever. His only option had been to take the little babies home with him.

The nephilim managed to open the door to his flat using his elbow then stumbled inside with the box still in his arms. "Sebbyyy, we have gueeests~" Jasper grinned, pretty certain that the older man would be home at the moment. Sebastian usually was at the time of day. Since he was too distracted to do so, Jasper didn't bother to look around for his friend and chose to place down the box instead and peer down curiously at the puppies. "Oh, and they need naming!" he added, once he realised that was indeed their next problem here.

Outfit: Clicky! ☤ Notes: Puppies! ☤ Tagged: Mr Sebbykins Vanchooey~

[Sebastian Charles Vannucci]

Sebastian was busy cleaning the house yet again. He'd got bored of sitting around, waiting for Jasper to come back, and it needed doing anyway. There were mugs on the table that needed washing and everything. When he was just washing up the last mug and putting it back, he heard the door open- so Jasper had decided to return home, after all.

Guests? They didn't get guests... besides, they'd only just moved in, they couldn't have guests yet. Still, curiosity ate away at Sebby and he just had to see what this was about. ...Wait... they needed naming? Most people tended to have names; that was normal. Not having a name was just bizarre. He turned to see Jasper peering into a large box- a muddy box. It'd leave stains on the carpet, probably. The elder man couldn't help but be alarmed when he heard vague shuffling noises coming from it- what on earth could Jasper have possibly done now?

Joining the nephilim, Sebastian peered into the box. And there were four puppies, four puppies that not even he could deny were absolutely adorable. No, Sebastian had nothing against puppies, but it was common knowledge to him that little household animals liked to knock things over. And make everything dirty and disgusting and altogether just make a complete and utter mess. Sebastian didn't want to know what the younger man had in mind, but if he was planning on naming them, then that meant he was probably planning on keeping them. You didn't go to the trouble of naming things and then give them away, did you?

Sure, these puppies were absolutely adorable, but they were probably secretly evil masters of chaos and mess or something. They seemed absolutely full of energy at the moment, apart from a little one that seemed more occupied with sleeping. Shaking his head, Sebastian backed away from the box. He couldn't let himself be drawn into their little web of cuteness. "No. Nuh-uh. We're not naming them." And before Jasper could say otherwise, he added, "And they're staying in that box. They'll make loads of mess everywhere otherwise." Shuddering at the thought of a house overrun by puppies, the human looked right at Jasper, daring him to say anything different.

Outfit: Clicky!
Notes: Puppies everywhere~
Tagged: Jaspie~
Credit: CONNIE!

[Jasper Richard Monroe Mulhern]

What? Just... what? Had Sebastian gone completely out of his mind or something? The human had come over and refused to take them in! These puppies were too cute not to keep. Maybe they'd be a bit of a handful seeing as there was four of the little things but they would be worth it in the end. Jasper would clean up after them... maybe. He knew that it was obviously only Sebby's OCD speaking right now. They were keeping these puppies, even if the look he was getting said otherwise.

"But we've bonded already. Taking them away would be like... like if I were pregnant then you forced me into getting an abortion." Jasper began to whine as he knelt beside the box. Then he lovingly scooped out the first puppy that attacked his hands and held it up to his face, grinning as the small dog licked his nose and started squirming and barking happily. Looking over at Sebastian doing his best sad puppy impression, which his new friend copied, Jasper cuddled the spaniel into his chest and the two of them tried convincing the other man that the 'guests' could stay. "Abortion is wrong, Mr Vanchooey."

Outfit: Clicky! ☤ Notes: Puppies! ☤ Tagged: Mr Sebbykins Vanchooey~

[Sebastian Charles Vannucci]

Despite how cute these puppies were, Sebastian just couldn't see a way they could stay in this house. They were probably covered in germs and mud and other mess-causing substances that would never clean anything. And... Jasper was comparing letting puppies go to him having an abortion? That was very... Jas-logical. "There are so many things wrong with that statement. Firstly, you're male. You're not going to be pregnant." When his flatmate picked up one of the little messmonsters, Sebastian had to look away because it started wriggling adorably and making little puppy barks. Which were just about the most adorable little things ever and were far too cute to be actually fair.

Still, the human couldn't help but to see the happiness on Jasper's face as the little dog licked his nose; it seemed the nephilim hadn't been lying when he said that he'd already got attached. Then both the puppy and the man turned and looked at him with the biggest, most sad eyes in the world- if Sebastian hadn't known any different, he'd have thought someone had died, or something. "Abortion might be wrong, but it is still sometimes the only logical option." Trying his best not to look into the little pup's eyes- god, that puppy's eyes were the most adorable things in the world- Sebastian looked at the floor. Sure, it might have been true that he didn't want four little dogs running around everywhere, but if Jasper did... then it might have to be something to consider.

No. These puppies would make way too much mess for him to handle, wouldn't they? They had to. Sebastian could feel himself slowly starting to relent, and he couldn't be having that.

Outfit: Clicky!
Notes: Puppies everywhere~
Tagged: Jaspie~
Credit: CONNIE!

[Jasper Richard Monroe Mulhern]

Technically, Jasper could be female. Maybe he just liked to act as if he were a man, Sebastian wouldn't know. That wasn't even important though, Jasper's gender identity wasn't anything to do with these puppies. "I could be pregnant. You wouldn't know." Jasper pointed out but forced himself from saying anything else about the matter. The puppy in his arms barked in what the nephilim could only presume was approval anyway, it was two against one. Gah, and this one really needed a name too. Frowning in concentration, he studied the tiny creature. It was a lovely golden-brown colour like... uh, a pie. Orrr.. a tart. But 'tart' wasn't exactly going to be the best name for a dog... And then Jasper had it. The perfect name. "This one's called Bakewell! 'Cause she's like a bakewell tart. But that's a bit of a mouthful." he exclaimed then started laughing at his own unintentional pun. "Geddit? Mouthful? Bakewell tart?"

Right. It looked as if Sebastian was trying to resist the cuteness of the puppies. That wasn't good at all, Jasper wasn't having that. After placing Bakewell on his shoulder, holding her there (because, yes, he was going to assume it was a her), he picked up the tiny, sleepy puppy with the same colour fur as Bakewell and put it down in Sebby's lap. Amazingly he didn't manage to topple over whilst doing so.

Outfit: Clicky! ☤ Notes: Puppies! ☤ Tagged: Mr Sebbykins Vanchooey~

[Sebastian Charles Vannucci]

Resisting the urge to raise his eyebrow at the younger man, Sebastian folded his arms. "I'm pretty sure you're not pregnant, Jasper." Feeling ridiculous even talking about it, he decided to let the matter drop now- it wasn't exactly relevant to the main topic on hand anyway. "We're not going to name these dogs. They're not staying, okay?" It wasn't like there were space troubles, but the mess the monsters would cause would have to be unbearable. Still, it probably couldn't be a whole lot worse than the mess Jasper so often left behind him.

It seemed that Jasper was oblivious to what he was saying, though, and was rather occupied by the bundle of fluff squirming in his arms. Admittedly, the name 'Bakewell' did rather suit the colour of the puppy's fur... but they couldn't have names. Names meant they were staying- it always, always did. Still not thinking that any of the puppies would end up staying- although even though Sebastian knew that once the nephilim had made up his mind about something, it'd probably end up happening- the human sat there with his arms folded. He was completely and utterly denying the fact that these puppies were at all cute, and Jasper obviously noticed this. Shoving the little, sleepy little puppy onto Sebastian's lap was about the meanest thing the younger man could have possibly done. This little one had a pelt resembling Bakewell's, but was so, so much smaller, and clearly had a lot less energy. The little puppy drowsily looked around with sleep-heavy eyes before putting his head back down and dropping off into sleep again.

The puppy obviously had some sort of devilish heart-melting powers, because Sebastian found him absolutely adorable. It reminded him of a little kitten he'd seen before, a little tom called Oliver. Sure, naming a puppy after a cat was... different, but it wasn't a name, as such, really, was it? It didn't count if it wasn't said out loud; that was Sebastian's logic here. No, this name would just be so that he could... distinguish the puppies apart with.. mental notes. Still, Oliver was just about the cutest little fluffball ever and radiated warmth. Trying his best to hide the oh-my-god-this-puppy-is-adorable-ness in his eyes, Sebastian tried to look completely unimpressed with this dog. He couldn't let himself give in to their cute appearance- they'd get you on their side, then they'd attack, wreaking chaos.

Still... Sebastian had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to give Oliver away. And it wouldn't be fair not to keep the others as well... that'd be favouritism, and Sebby didn't do that. "We're still not keeping them." He said half-heartedly, but it sounded more like a question than a statement now, even to his ears. How convincing he was- more like how easily he could be convinced.

Outfit: Clicky!
Notes: Puppies everywhere~
Tagged: Jaspie~
Credit: CONNIE!