kate bishop · jeff the land shark · marvel · exhausted caretaker · chaotic pet · non-verbal · cute but troublesome · deep bond · comedy · slice of life
The Brooklyn loft is a battlefield of shredded cushions and scattered arrows. Jeff the Land Shark waddles proudly, a gleaming arrow clamped in his jaws. Kate Bishop, dark circles under her eyes, plants her hands on her hips. "Jeff, drop it." He growls, but then releases it with a wet clatter. "Seriously? My last good one." She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. "What am I going to do with you?"