What If Kevin And Matt Are Fighting Over Who Loves Jack More? ( This Was Just A Cute Idea And I Don’t

Interloper

Of all of the things that should’ve been bugging Dogday, such as the looming goal of killing the Prototype on the horizon or perhaps the fact he needs to learn to move without his legs to fight, it was the stowaway that bothered him the most.

You didn’t even realize it was following you until Catnap was gone and you were taking a well deserved rest in the quiet Playcare. All of the miniature critters usually kept their distance, but one bold toy followed your little team around. And when it was noticed by the ever vigilant Kissy, it merely bowed forward onto its front legs, tail wagging a mile a minute.

“Oh!” You gasped, approaching the small Dogday toy despite your larger companion’s soft growls. The smaller dog was quick to shove its nose into your offered palm, nuzzling and licking at your fingers. “Aw. Hello, cutie!”

Dogday shifted, gripping your shoulders tight from his place between your back and the grab-pack. “Angel. . .”

You tossed him a grin. “He seems pretty friendly. Now that Catnap isn’t scaring them anymore, I bet all the mini critters have gotten sweeter!”

Poppy gave a soft shake of her head, leaning against’s Kissy’s head with a distrusting wrinkle of her nose. “Or they’re hungry and want to beg the next strongest person they can find.”

You didn’t seem to mind the idea. Dogday stretched his neck, watching you dig into your pocket and produce a bag of peanuts. The smaller toy, despite your cooing, cocked its head at the food you knocked into your palms. But desperation didn’t leave room for pickiness, and it quickly gobbled up the peanuts.

Despite the horrors the both of you had seen, the little Dogday charmed you easily. You happily picked the toy up, cradling it, scratching behind its floppy ears and around its neck. It howled softly for you, wiggling with unretained joy as its tail made audible smacks against your hips.

“Angel. . .” Dogday said again. The miniature in your arms froze, staring up at him with wide, emotionless eyes. “Perhaps we should leave the little critters to the Playcare. It is their home.”

You just pouted. Dogday’s resolve wavered at the mere poke of your bottom lip, a silly expression that made all of this feel so normal. Your silliness, shining through in moments of stress and peace both, were balms to frazzled nerves. Not just Dogday’s, if Poppy and Kissy’s shared glance said anything.

“But he’s so cute.” You half whined, nuzzling your own nose into the little dog’s head. It immediately began to wiggle again, huffy barks of delight panting out as it tried to lick your face despite the awkward angle. Dogday growled lowly. “Hm. . . How ‘bouts I call you Peanuts? You like that, little man?”

You held the newly named Peanuts above your head, and he howled.

“Guess that answers that!” You chirped. To Dogday’s displeasure, you tucked Peanuts into your hoodie, letting its head and two little paws poke out the collar. “Shall we keep moving?”

Peanuts became very dear to you as you continued to move through the factory towards your next destination. Dogday tried not to mind it; after all, everyone needed something to decompress and just let themselves be entertained by in the midst of so much torture and despair.

But Peanuts being that for you meant that Dogday could not be that thing for you. And perhaps he was a little. . . frustrated that he couldn’t make you laugh how the little dog could.

He watched, glaring, as you played with Peanuts. You tossed a small ball the dog had found in the rubble of the factory, cheering and applauding as Peanuts fetched it. Peanuts hopped and yipped happily, especially when you showered it in kisses.

Dogday growled into his crossed arms. “Not that impressive.”

A snicker made his hackles rise. “What was that, Dogday?” He turned further into his arms, content to fully face the floor instead of look at Poppy’s smirk. “Something the matter?”

“No.” Dogday huffed.

Poppy snickered again. “Oh? So the fact that Angel is so enamored with the other Dogday doesn’t bother you at all?” Dogday lifted his head to glare at the doll. She just shook her head at him. “Silly. You’re jealous over nothing.”

Dogday didn’t bother that with a response. What would he have to be jealous about? Sure, he was aching a bit for your attention, but you’d eventually give it to him. He just had to be patient. After all, he was the one you tended to sleep near when exhaustion befell you. He protected you, made you feel safe. You had said so yourself.

So Dogday waited for tiredness to cross your face. You yawned into your fist, cradling Peanuts in the other arm. The toy whined at you, but you still set him down, pulling some blankets from the grab-pack’s storage.

Dogday’s tail thumped against the ground some. “Come rest, angel. It’s been a long day.”

You nodded. “Sure has!” But as you came over, throwing blankets over yourself and Dogday both, curling into his side and nuzzling into his (admittedly matted) fur, a yowl shook the air. “Peanuts!?”

Peanuts yowled and growled, jumping towards Dogday to snap at him then jumping back. It bit your pant leg, tugging hard as it could and whining loudly when you couldn’t be moved.

Poppy laughed loudly. “Aw! He’s jealous!” Kissy bopped Peanuts on the head with her hand, brows furrowed, but the dog did not quit.

Dogday, feeling you shift to stand up, growled. It was a deep, rumbling noise that he didn’t hold back. Peanuts fell over in surprise from the noise, obviously not expecting to have retaliation. It whined, but recognizing defeat, skittered off towards where Kissy sat against a wall, sliding under her knees. She huffed.

Pleased, Dogday settled back down, glancing at you. You cocked a brow at him, so he quickly closed his eyes to avoid any accusations. Luckily you merely chuckled, lightly bopping him on the nose with your hand.

“Silly.” You hummed, relaxing against him.

Maybe he was. But having your attention again, your fingers running through his fur and your heartbeat against his side, made him far more agreeable.

He didn’t even bite when he woke up to find Peanuts wormed into your little pile, wrapped in your arms and sleep-kicking his ribs.

And he kept waiting for her to get back…

I’m still in disbelief that he’s voiced by Michael Kovach, aka N from Murder Drones, aka Jax from Amazing Digital Circus. I seriously thought he was voiced by Bill Fagerbakke, aka Patrick Star!

Au where all the bbis(Except nap for oblivious reasons) critters are on safe heaven

Slang

"I just want to explore in peace. Is that too much to ask for?" Angel really should know better by now, don't you think?

I find the rivalry between Dogday and Peanuts funny XD On the other hand, why do I see a redeemed Catnap and Biscuits being pretty chill with another, like a 'I won't bother you if you don't bother me' type relationship?

yeyeye in a way yes! me and @peachsodama talk about it a lot! Biscuits is her beautiful brain child and I love the baby so

biscuits is actually fully on team Dogday if you'll believe it lol. Dogday saved biscuits from getting mauled, so biscuits is fully like "that's my dad" and Dogday warms up to the toy after disassociating it with the real catnap. peanuts is verrrrry jealous

from the discord messages:

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(context: biscuits is a picky eater and only really eats what it sees other people eating)

Peach DOGDAY: “mmm this is so good!” PEANUTS: “arf!! Arf! Arf!” begging at his feet BISCUITS: looks up curiously from the cat tree. Stub tail flopping. DOGDAY: “This mac and cheese is the best texture and flavor! I’m loving it so much!” PEANUTS: wailing BISCUITS: stands up and wanders over. DOGDAY: “So very good! Mm-mm-mm!” PEANUTS: howling BISCUITS: finally hopping on the table and grabbing the extra spoon Dogday set out and start eating DOGDAY: “Peanuts, you already had a bowl. Stop acting like youre dying.”

Bee Player is like “oh poor baby” and give him some of theirs

Peach Dogday is like “wha- I made that for you 🥺🥺”

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as for biscuits with catnap?

Peach basically said that Biscuits is no different than the other critters. Catnap fed them, and would’ve killed them if given the chance. And biscuits would’ve eaten catnap if given the chance. Very indifferent!

i like the yarnaby :) he's cute

I CAVED IN 🗣️

Never expected to make a Poppy Playtime OC but here we are! This is Celine, Ci for short! Prefers to express her emotions through actions, too tired to give a damn, very caring (literary the mom friend)

I call this the uhh... "Operation: Staying Alive" AU??

Basically, Ci adopts three living toys and officially becomes a parent :>

Screw the cannon, Dogday joins the girl squad! He is safe and all patched up 👏🏻

Their relationships are purely platonic so please no shipping.

Bonus:

Dogday and his "Angel" player lol

A Doey the Doughman art dump!

(if anyone tags this as a ship becuz of the last pic I'm blocking you and stealing your kneecaps)