Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over 'Lady and the Tramp' nor am I profiting from this.
Pairing(s): Lady/Tramp.
Warning(s): none.
Word Count: 130.
Lady warns him: fighting the leash means no rewards. Junior still likes pulling on her ears and letting her lick his hands clean. Mashed carrots and peas still lack appeal for Tramp despite her promises that it's really not that bad, love.
"Is there something wrong with kibble now?" He teases. "I feel like I'm beginning to hog our humans."
"Junior is still their favorite," she says. "Once they begin favoring you is when you begin hogging them."
"I still don't like the whole leash business."
"You'll learn to tolerate it. I hear it's a rule the humans have to follow."
"Do you think you could join the afternoon walk? You do make things more tolerable."
"Would you try the mashed carrots?"
"I'll have to think on that one, pidge."