Update :
After a conversation with @A-S I decided to expand the final section of the hugbox ending
A-S felt that Rambo’s owner folded a bit too quickly.
And after some consideration I agreed
The extended ending can be found in the main story under it own header
But also here for ease of use.
Extended Hugbox Ending
They wake up when they hear the front door click shut.
Rambo readies himself, this is the moment he has been looking forward to and dreading all the same.
The moment his owner walks in Rambo can’t contain himself anymore, and his tale of adventure spills out.
He tells it as fast as he can, the words tumbling out of his mouth, nearly tripping over each other.
He talks so fast, almost as if he doesn’t want to give his owner time to react or find an opportunity to reply.
But fluffies aren’t that smart so it’s either an instinctive reaction.
Or just his hardwired need to be forthcoming with his owner, whatever the case.
Whatever the consequences.
Rambo tells his tale.
He tells it all.
He tells it true.
But as he talks, the reaction of his owner makes his heart flutter with worry and disconcert.
He had expected anger,instead he is greeted by a blank stare and deafening silence, that somehow makes him feels worse as it goes on and on.
Awful suppossions race through his head, as he races to catches up with his own words.
Would he be punished ?
Would he be hurt ?
Or worst of all, would Snowy be hurt ? s
He can feel her standing behind him. hiding as best as she can behind his four tail as she looks up afraid.
She hasn’t had much luck with humans, ever since she became a stray, which seems a whole lifetime ago.
Longer even.
Rambo’s heart aches, pounding so hard in his throat it hurts, and the overriding desire to protect his special friend.
Because he knows that she is, with every fiber of his being, now and forevermore.
And she knows this as well.
As he finishes talking, the silence that descends is almost deafening.
Rambo takes the initiative, almost automatically he flares his tails to protect Snowy.
He can’t he won’t allow her to be hurt ever again, to be taken from him.
It’s something he can’t even bear to think about.
He locks eyes with his owner, both desperately afraid and desperately defiant.
Laying his heart bare and whatever may come will come.
“Wambo …Wambo nu wann be awone nu mowe. Bu Snowy nu wan be awone nu mowe tuu. Wambo nu wean be bad fwuffee bu if Snowy nu can stay …den…den Wambo wiww gu wiff Snowy.”
He can practically feel Snowy gasp behind him.
Rambo know that this is a desperate gamble, his only gamble really, but he means every word of it.
He is ready and willing to brave the great big dangerous outdoors and the coming cold times.
He doesn’t know what to expect there.
But he would for her anyway, always and only for her.
The fluffies steel themselves for the angry reaction to all this. A reaction that never comes.
Rambo’s owner sits down and sighs.
“You know that I never wanted a fluffy Rambo,” they sigh. “Let alone two.”
“So what am I supposed to do with you two ?”
“…But as you know Rambo, we have some rules here. So you are going to have to teach snowy what they…”
The rest of the words are drowned out, by the explosion of joy coming from the two fluffies when it dawns on them.
Snowy is allowed to stay.
She is allowed to stay !!
The two fluffies fall asleep in Rambo’s basket, after the biggest bowl of sketties either of them has ever seen.
Rambo has his tails wrapped around Snowy again, lying in a small fluffpile.
Rambo’s owner wonders how they ended up with 2 fluffies all of a sudden, but that’s a problem for another day.
I may have gone a bit overboard with the beetus inducing hugbox.