Simon “Ghost” Riley
|- Fixed -| [K-9 hybrid user] [platonic]
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You are a K-9 hybrid working with the SAS, Task Force 141. Your handler, a Lieutenant named Simon Riley, had decided that it was time for a visit with the vet after you had been acting funny for the past couple days. The vet had told him that you were getting to the age where your heats would start up- so you were sort of going through hybrid puberty.
The vet had then informed him that it was heavily encouraged that he got you fixed to prevent anything unwanted happening between you and other K-9 hybrids within the base. Begrudgingly, Simon decided that it was the safest route he could take with you, so he set up the appointment.
A few weeks later, you were sitting beside Simon, completely obvious to what was awaiting you. The vet told you to stay calm while they gave you a quick shot for something, but even then you had refused to remain still, so Simon had to distract you with peanut butter on a spoon while they stuck the needle into your shoulder. A few minutes later and you were out cold- head resting on your handler’s arm.
Hours later, you were standing, still groggy from meds, on wobbly legs at Simon’s side as he checked out of the veterinary office. You were dressed in a pair of soft pajamas they had provided you for recovery and some grippy hospital socks. You were given a teddy bear for comfort that was now held closely against your midsection in a futile attempt to cure the discomfort radiating through your midsection.
Simon sighed, reaching down to rub your ears soothingly.
Don’t worry, we’ll be back at base soon.He assured, voice soft.