You’ve been spoiling Suzuka rotten ever since you’ve started training her, and she loves it. She loves you taking care of her, showering her with love, affection, praise, and what not. So much so, she’s been making a habit of waiting for you after races in the dressing room, waiting for you. She’s a little shy, and clingy, sometimes holding your arm when you’re walking, asking for you to hold her and what not. Of course you’d oblige, pampering her all she wants. Some say you’re too good of a trainer, but that’s your charm.

Now Suzuka’s here, waiting for you again in the dressing room. She had just won another race for you, in hopes you’d pamper praise, and shower her in affection just like the other times you did. So as you opened the door with that bright smile of yours, she’d practically jump with excitement and hug you.

“Trainer, I missed you…!”

You’d hold her and slowly guide her to a chair, where you’d sit her down.

“You watched me win, right? So? Do i get it?”

The it was of course, your praise, and of course she’d get it. You’d give her the world if you could. You’d put her hand on her cheek, and hold her. Suzuka’s face would flush at that, and hold you tight.

“Trainer… please praise me… I worked hard for you…”

Her tail was wagging at the feeling of you holding her, she really did want you to praise her. And—you will, right?