Redecorate

Dad was laughing, which had to be a good sign. Tate's tail wagged eagerly, tumbling closer to the man as he was pulled in. It was a comfort and familiarity, something he'd only grow to appreciate when he was much older. So he hadn't missed out-- good! They had to be doing something fun, right? Yeah! At least Potato figured as much. That, and maybe dad could make anything fun. That's what dads are for, right? Yeah. That's what dads are for.

The introduction was quick, and the boy peered at the stranger curiously. "Hello to Sayuri!" The boy chirped with a grin, casually bobbing his head. What, he was following directions... sorta. Toeing the line was really the way he got by, after all. How else was he meant to have fun? Especially when he was told what their task was after all.

Dramatically, Tate flopped to the ground. They were cleaning? And here he was, thinking that they'd be doing something fun, like fighting things. Or hunting things. Or doing literally anything else. Really, really anything other than cleaning. Still, at the thought of a competition, Tate put a halt to the dramatics. His ears pricked, and he went still for a moment. Okay, well if there would be a winner... yeah, he could make this happen. He climbed back to his paws, suddenly eager.

Still, Sayuri had a point. "Yeah dad, what do we win?" Tate's head quirked to the side, but he couldn't stop the wiggling that had taken him over.

"Potato"