Pairing: Matt / Becker
Notes: For

Notes (2): Set in the Moss ‘verse .
Becker sniffed the air, frowning. Matt sniffed too, almost gagging when the source of the stench got closer.
“Oh god, that’s disgusting! What the hell did he roll in?”
Becker held his breath, telling Moss to stay as he and Matt backed away to a safe distance.
“He’s attracting flies,” Matt pointed out as Moss raised a paw to scratch furiously at his neck.
“Keep him out here; don’t let him go in the house. I’ll get a bucket of warm soapy water,” Becker said.
Matt swatted a fly away. “Make it two.” He glanced at Moss. “With extra soap.”
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