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Omega Buck and his son played outside, leaves fallen on the tree like rain over their heads.
"Maybe we should pick it up and surprise Eddie?" Buck asked.
"Dad will be delighted, I think he wanted to do it for a long and work keeping him busy that he forgot and fall asleep."
"I'll take the broom, you'll bring garbage bags."
Christopher agreed and came back quickly as he can.
Buck in the meantime, tried to collect the leaves, the wind makes it difficult to him, and the omega started to struggle to do the one job that he wanted to surprise his alpha.
"Buck, what's wrong?"
"I swear that the winds are starting a war against me."
A chuckle behind them, caught them off guard.