Finally, it was time. Mistress Riza was out and the bastard was napping. Damn slacker. Ed crept closer to the lazy bastard. He readied himself to pounce.
"Don't even think about it, Edward." Roy said without opening his eyes. Ed growled.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Ed yapped, pouncing on the older dog. Ed bit at Roy's neck, but Roy's thick fur protected his throat. Roy sat up. Ed slid down his back.
"Cut it out." Roy barked. Ed bit Roy's tail. Roy yelped, turned around and grabbed Ed's collar in his teeth. He gave the pup a hard shake.
Ed slipped out of his collar and ran around the furniture, dodging Roy. Roy's paws scrabbled for purchase on the slick linoleum. Roy went skidding into the side table, knocking it over towards Ed.
Mistress Riza's favorite vase shattered against the floor. Water, flowers, and pottery shards flew everywhere. A shard flew past the cowering Ed, cutting his nose. Water seeped into his long fur.
Roy picked himself up gingerly. He carefully padded over to Ed and picked the pup up by the scruff of his neck. Roy carried him into Mistress Riza's room, to the large dog bed, and plopped the pup onto the bed.
"Stay." Roy said, "Mistress Riza won't be happy." Ed curled into a ball, whimpering. Roy sat next to the bed to make sure Ed wouldn't get in any more trouble than he already was.
When Riza got home from the supermarket, she wasn't immediately greeted by her dogs. Walking into the living room, she let out a cry as she noticed the pieces of her vase in a puddle of water, flowers scattered around. The end table was laying on its side and the wood was chipped.
Riza set her groceries down in the kitchen, beginning to panic. Her normally loud, mismatched pair of hounds was nowhere to be found. Riza prayed that both were okay.
She found them in their doggy bed, Roy curled up around Ed, who was fast asleep. Riza stepped fully into the room, and Roy's dark eyes met hers. Roy had been keeping watch over Ed. How cute.
"Good dog." She said quietly. She smiled.