I don't own Overwatch.
My heart was aching, my eyes were sore, my body was stiff, and all I could do was walk home. The morning was cold, the sky was cloudy, and quite frankly, all I could think about was just going home and either sitting on my couch or playing whatever new game was on my PC. Probably donated by Olivia.
I reached the front porch of the house, and to my surprise, there was a box there… There was no address, no sender; it was just there in the middle of the pathway to the door. I'd normally be concerned it was a bomb… because that would be the least surprising thing that's happened to me today. But then it jiggled… I blinked at it. There was something inside the box? I knelt down and realized it wasn't even secured with anything. Who left it here?
My hands reached for the edge of the cardboard flaps, and opened it… my heart skipped a beat. There, on a tiny pillow, was a tiny jet black puppy. His little feet kicked at the box in his sleep as he chased after whatever he was chasing. His fur was long and fuzzy, and he suddenly stretched, yawned, and opened his big brown eyes, gazing up at me expectantly… as if annoyed I woke him up. His mouth opened in a wide, friendly smile, his tongue lolled out as if expecting me to feed him… I reached into the box and picked him up out of it. His red rocket poking towards me as he panted excitedly. Gazing into my face, his eyes darting with bright curiosity and joy as I continued to stare at him, then looked back in the box. On the pillow inside was a single word.
Kuma
"Huh… where did you come from, little guy?" he didn't respond, he didn't bark, he just smiled at me… and despite freezing my ass off in the cold, my heart was warmed… and then he peed on my leg. And now my leg was warm… but oddly enough. I didn't care.
"…I'm not even going to hold that against you," I said, before cuddling him against my chest. He sighed heavily in my arms, like he understood that they were a safe space for him, and I reached for the front door with my other hand. "…Dad likes dogs, right?" I said as he kicked my arm sleepily, already making himself right at home in my arms.
…I love this little guy.
For Kuma: April 1st 2015 to December 9th 2025
The Goodest of Good Boys.
I wrote this today. Because I needed to grieve. I still do. For the longest time I debated off and on about giving the Snow Family a dog, even more after I introduced the Warcraft universe... I still hadn't come to a decision and was probably just going to ignore it. But then it was decided for me.
My family lost a good boy. It was sudden and unexpected, but it was peaceful, and had to be done. We will miss our big bear And now the Snows have a new family member.