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Theos just looks so cute covered in suds as Jared bathes him! I think the old 'mon feels young again taking care of someone!

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His initial hesitation of entering the water gone, the water turned a slight brown color as sand and dirt came off of him. The grains soaking up the water and making it murky. One could feel the roughness in the water as it rubbed against him.

Jared had a soft smile as Theos got into the water and it turned a familiar color as a surge of memories came rushing back to him. He was overjoyed for the first time in a very long time, Jared reached on top of a small shelf sticking out of the wall and pulled out a rag and rinsed it. From the same shelf there was a small clay cup of some kind of salve, he took it with his foot and mixed it into the rag and applied it to the top of Theos' head. The suds rose as Jared thoroughly scrubbed Theos head, Jared hummed as he did. The cloth clotted with his clay. Making Jared rinse it regularly. The texture of the weave imprinting itself wherever he rubbed.

"A Hawkmon gal eh? You're probably much too young to worry about all that, heck you probably don't even know what love is! Well, what true love is that is. I know I didn't know until I did! It's just something that happens and no amount of explaining can explain it. You're a good looking kid, I have no doubt you'll be able to find the one," Jared pulled on Theos to indicate to rise slightly out of the water so he can get at his back. Theos complied returning to a standing position. So this was what a bath feels like. He had to admit he was enjoying the feeling.

"I used to say this all the time to my kids and my grand kids. I said, children don't you go looking for love, you let love find you and when it does it will last forever," Jared subconsciously lifted up Theos' forelegs one at a time scrubbing underneath. Would it? Theos had to admit he knew little about the feeling. Watching and experiencing were two different things.

It seemed Jared had got caught up in the moment, he may have even regressed to the point where he was seeing Theos as one of his own. He handed Theos the rag. Theos took it in the cleft of his hooves pinching them together slightly.