Welcome Home
New Orleans, 1939
As the bus stops, two dogs, one a grey American pit bull terrier/ bulldog, the other a brown spectacle wearing schnauzer/ poodle mix, are waiting for an old friend to get off the bus.
As the people walk past them, they spot the one they are looking for; a grey German shepherd/ wolf hybrid. As he steps off the bus, cigar bouncing with each step, he spots the two and exhales, the smoke blowing out of his nose.
He walks to them and exclaims, "Carface! Killer! My word, it's been too long… Wow… you sure put on some weight. Maybe you shouldn't have such a sweet tooth… anyways, I'm back from New Yuck City!"
Carface and Killer chuckle at his odd joke. Killer then says, "Yeah aha, w-we've been waiting a long time! W-We j-just wanted you to- "
Carface cuts him off suddenly. "Killer, relax, that is not how to greet an old friend of mine. He, Charlie, and I go way back… poor Charlie."
The hybrid frowns and asks, "What? What happened to Charlie?"
Carface sighs heavily. "Charlie… Charlie was caught and thrown in the pound. I… I just wanted you to know that, and I wanted to tell you that face to face, partner to partner."
The hybrid nods his head. "Yeah… yeah thanks for letting me know. It's a shame really… I thought he would be about when I got back, but the pound has him… Anyways, enough of me rambling, what's going on with you?"
Carface sighs heavily, and the hybrid rolls his eyes and pulls out a cigar from Carface's pocket. He then places it in Carface's mouth before lighting it up. "Now talk to me. You always seem depressed without them."
"No, it's not that. Business has gone downhill ever since Charlie was arrested."
"Downhill you say? Well, you founded that business on three partners, you and Charlie from this city and me from Tallahassee. So after my little trip to New Yuck, I now have some bones and meat to help you with your business. So… let's get to it."
Killer starts to stutter and stammer over random letters, though the hybrid ignores him and follows the two back to the casino.
Carface's Casino
"And here she is…"
As they entered, they hybrid looks around and sighs. It sure has gone downhill.
"I remember when we first opened up, dogs came from all over to play. Now, it looks like few actually make the journey."
As they keep walking, an old dog stops him and asks, "Can you spare a bone? Or maybe a steak."
The hybrid ignores him and pushes him over. He continues walking, ignoring the pleas of the old dog.
He follows the two into the back and Carface sits down behind his desk while the hybrid jumps on the couch, his cigar already burnt to the stub, and grabs a candy cane and puts it in his mouth.
"I see you found my sweets," states Carface.
"Oh please, you weren't good at hiding anything. You couldn't keep a secret if it was a life or death situation.
Carface rolls his eyes and says, "Let's recreate our partnership."
The hybrid turns towards him and places a paw over his heart. "Oh Carface, that… that is so touching."
"Oh just sign the paper."
The hybrid smiles and, placing his paw in ink, presses his paw down on the paper, recreating the partnership.
"Excellent. I, Carface Caruthers, and you, Alexander Wulf, our now back in business!"
A/N: If anyone has suggestions on what I should change, please let me know. All opinions are highly important.