Two hours is the perfect amount of time! After all, Slade needs to make his house puppy-safe by making sure it's not rigged to explode at any moment. Somehow de-bombing his house is more involved than installing explosives in the first place. Who knew!
The entirety of that time is spent clearing the tripwire from each of the doorways and windowsills, removing pressure plates from beneath both the front and the back door entrance, and triple-checking to make sure nothing ballistic was left behind.
By the end of it, his house looks much more like a retro, suburban family home and much less like a warzone. Slade even went as far as to spruce up the pillows and dust off the countertops; he's having guests, after all!
"Annie?" When he opens the door, there's a sheen of sweat and what might either be dirt or gunpowder across his brow. Dog-proofing a home is hard work! "Hey, and who's this little guy? Why don't you both come on in? I've got some fresh scones I made earlier in the day and I could really use a taste-tester."
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The entirety of that time is spent clearing the tripwire from each of the doorways and windowsills, removing pressure plates from beneath both the front and the back door entrance, and triple-checking to make sure nothing ballistic was left behind.
By the end of it, his house looks much more like a retro, suburban family home and much less like a warzone. Slade even went as far as to spruce up the pillows and dust off the countertops; he's having guests, after all!
"Annie?" When he opens the door, there's a sheen of sweat and what might either be dirt or gunpowder across his brow. Dog-proofing a home is hard work! "Hey, and who's this little guy? Why don't you both come on in? I've got some fresh scones I made earlier in the day and I could really use a taste-tester."