#and Casey is a mess of things I can’t wait to Draw omg

[casually-odd]

Combining my two biggest hyperfixations like a scientist in a lab AKA My TMNT X Trolls Au

I have big plans. First up, Techno troll Donnie

[just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi]

omg all this rudy talk makes me think... can we get a snippet where one of masons friends comes over and notes how well behaved they are, and asks if theyre for sale? and clyde isnt worried about it but rudy is

Whoooo the first part to this new arc! Thank you anon and sorry it took me a while to get to this. Honestly that is just my brand at this point.

TW: Pet Whump, dehumanization/animalization, conditioned whumpees/pet whumpees, condescension, alcohol mention in passing, human trafficking discussion (aka buying and selling people)

[Masterlist] [Arc Tag]

There was a new trainer at work. Another young guy eager to prove himself and build his own practice. Mason could tell, after seeing enough of these new trainers come through. He was posed to take over the academy someday, so it would be good to start getting pieces in line underneath him. This new guy was green, really green, but maybe he could use that to his advantage.

So he invited him over.

Casey brought a six-pack with him, which made Mason smirk. “You trying to shmooze me?” he asked, taking them regardless. Not cheap shit, either. Casey smiled.

“Maybe.”

Clyde milled around the kitchen as Rudy pretended he wasn’t anxiously awaiting this new visitor. He loved guests! They would talk with him and perhaps even play for a bit. And, a long time ago, Master used to let guests give them both treats. That wasn’t as common anymore, but it did happen. Clyde liked them too, even if he didn’t show it the same as Rudy. Guests meant conversation, and spending the evening on the couch with Master listening to the conversation above his head was one of Clyde’s favorite things.

A sharp click caught their attention and both boys looked up to see the two men walking into the space. Casey smiled and stepped forward to play with Rudy’s hair.

“There they are! The pets I hear so much about - such a cutie” he said the last part to Rudy, messing the mop of hair Mason kept meaning to take to the groomers but just hadn’t yet.

Rudy smiled wide. It made him so proud to know that Master had been talking about them - bragging even! They were good! Not ignoring the older pet, Casey leaned over to rub under Clyde’s jaw. He smiled as well, content with the affection.

“Well food’s almost done - just a few last touches. Rudy; out,” Mason stated. Without hesitation, Rudy gathered up the pencils he had been drawing with and headed to the living room.

“What’s that about?” Casey asked, leaning against the counter and opening one of the beers he brought. Clyde hung around the outskirts of the conversation, appearing to look out the window into the backyard.

“I don’t like Rudy in the kitchen while I’m cooking. He’s a sweet thing but I don’t trust him not to poke a lit stovetop cause it was glowing.”

Casey laughed, and ended it with a little amused but sad “aww”. He peered out into the living room to see Rudy peeking around the corner. He hadn’t gone far. The boy flushed red and retreated quickly. Casey smiled.

“You didn’t train that out of him? I thought you were the master trainer,” Casey joked, waving his hands at the ‘master trainer’ part. Mason chuckled.

“You’ll learn pretty quickly there are some things you just can’t teach pets - common sense being one of them.”

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After dinner they all ended up in the living room, Clyde leaning up against Mason while Casey played with Rudy. They started playing a simple board game, but it devolved after Casey flicked one of the extra pieces at Rudy. He had laughed and crawled over to get it, aiming it up at Casey like he had just done. Right before firing, however, he glanced up to see Mason’s disapproving raise of an eyebrow above his phone. Sheepishly, he put it back on the board.

Casey stood and sat on the couch, patting his leg for Rudy to join him. Happy to do so, Rudy climbed up and laid his head across the man’s lap, absently picking a thread off Casey’s knee.

“How long were you training before you got one of your own? I know I should probably wait but man, I want a pet so bad.”

Mason shrugged and put his phone away. “I waited about a year. In all honesty I knew all the information before that, I just wanted to make sure I had the technique down before I got one.” He rubbed the spot of the back of Clyde’s head he knew the boy liked so much. “They’re a big investment, so you want to make sure you’re really ready - especially if you’re training them yourself.”

Casey looked down to where he was playing with Rudy’s hair.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. I was also playing with the idea of buying a pre-trained one. You know, just to have.”

Another pause.

“Is this one for sale?” he asked, making his voice sound like he hadn’t come to Mason’s house that night to ask. It was a longshot, but the boy was exactly what he wanted. Down to the last detail.

Casey could feel Rudy tense against him, could see his eyes fly wide open with concern.

Mason laughed.

Casey laughed along, slightly disappointed but not much. As to be expected.

“Uh, no. No, both my boys are going to stay right here with me. If you do want to buy from a trainer directly you can ask at the office and see what they have available. Caroline usually knows of someone.”

The conversation meandered from there, sometimes about work and sometimes not. Rudy, however, didn’t return to his relaxed state. He stayed tense, eyes locked at an uncomfortable angle on Mason. Eventually Mason took pity on him and called him over, and he quickly obliged. Casey watched him crawl over and practically melt into the man’s lap, back to the guest-turned-danger. He wanted him so bad.

Mason rolled his eyes at the pet and winked at Casey. “He’s a rescue, so there’s some attachment issues there. Shelter pets can be so worth it, but they’re not great for a first one.”

Casey conceded. Personally, he didn’t see that level of attachment as an issue, but that was just preference. The money he would have paid to have that pet attached to him like that…

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