"Pup." Bram stated.
There was an audible "Ugh." from all the other children.

Ben reflected on that one time he had accidentally dropped Bram on his head.

Elijah rose a brow and smiled uncertainly. "Ah, that is a great nickname. Why don't we give him a fancy name and just call him Pup for short? Like.. Piper Upperton Pierce.." He said softly and chuckled at the strange name.

Bram frowned. "Why? I don't like that."
"Anything's better than Pup." William said. The girls chuckled.
Bram looked hurt.

"Call it what you like. It's time for you to prepare for bed." Benjamin commented.

Elijah rose a brow and sighed. "If you really want to call it that, you did find him. But if I can find him a home they may rename him. We will see. Now off to bed."

Bram pouted. He prayed no one would want the dog. It was his! But he obeyed and sat on the bedside to take off his shoes. The girls, meanwhile, withdrew to the other room.

"Thank you, Elijah." said Ben.

Elijah carefully cradled the pup named Pup and smiled weakly to Ben. "No need. Now I better get this little guy home to find him some milk. I'll see you later..."

"See you later, Elijah." He said. And he got up to go to bed. He was cold.