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Petpet Name: Feather
Pet Name: Fredrino
Breed: Tyrannian Polarchuck
There is a large doorway ahead. The door is wide open, and the interior can be seen. The decor is bright and the sun shines through the windows easily. The walls are painted with cheerful colours, and humming can be heard not too distantly.
An Island Bruce enters the large room with a small cloth in his hand. A small furry ball the colour of ash scurries around him. The furball's feet make little padding noises as he prances around happily.
The Bruce places a few flowers around the home, sneezing once. The furball stops to sniff a fallen flower petal and imitates the Bruce with a fake sneeze. The Bruce smiles at the small Petpet and continues along his way, inspecting the home. He puts on calming beach music and begins wiping down pictures and adjusting their placement.
Suddenly, the Bruce gasps and studies the area between the pictures closely. With impossible speed, he picks up the small furball by its two protruding teeth. The Bruce dusts lightly with the furball while it squeals happily. After the dusting is done, the Bruce smiles contently, then carries the small furball to the sink, placing it on the countertop. He takes out a small basin from the cupboard and fills it with warm water and foamy soap.
The furball sniffs at the bubbles and pops a few floating up before jumping in, careful not to splash. A tense moment fills the air while the small Petpet is underwater, then relief as it surfaces. The Bruce gently massages and scrubs the Petpet's fur as it gradually turns to ivory and the water gradually turns a slight brown. The Petpet jumps out of the basin onto a small towel and is now discernible as a Polarchuck.
The Bruce tries to dry it off with difficulty as it rolls around chirruping happily. Finally, the task is done, and the Bruce places the little Polarchuck on the floor.
"His name is Feather," the bruce mentions to no one in particular. Hearing his name, Feather rolls on the floor. "Don't do that, Feather; you'll get your fur dirty again!" the Bruce exclaims, reaching down to pat Feather's head. Feather whistles mischievously, but stops rolling.
"I only feed him Petpet Veggie Bites," the Bruce says proudly. "I want him to be healthy and around for a long time." Feather hangs his tongue out, and it's clear that his tongue is tinted green. A strand of drool drips onto the floor, but the Bruce doesn't notice.
Feather leaps across the room to a small, round Petpet bed in the corner. He nuzzles a tiny and grey fuzz toy. He hugs it close to him and curls up into a ball. Soon he's fast asleep. The Bruce eyes him and turns around to check around the house and clean again. He begins to hum and turns the volume of the music down slightly.
The door of the large doorway closes with a click, but the calming music can still be heard.
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