A/N: Thank you so much for all the positive feedback on Little Mikey! I'm glad y'all enjoyed it so much! Enjoy this little follow up ficlet! Inspiration credit can go to my own little munchkin, Benji, for this fic. Love ya little man!
Bath Time
"Mikey! Come on, man! Time for your bath!" Mac called out after gathering the necessary items and putting them on the bathroom counter. He'd had the little agouti Husky pup for a full week now and, after noticing the sweaty odor emitting from the pup, Mac's decided it was time for his first bath in his new home.
Mac waited a beat longer. He frowned when he didn't hear the typical ticking of Mikey's nails on the floor, he went out to investigate.
"Mikey? Mikey! Where are ya, bud? Mikey!" The young agent went and looked around the living room. No sign of the pup on the couch, nor was he in his bed. He sighed. The blonde snapped his fingers when he got a light bulb moment a second later.
He went into the kitchen and grabbed the bag of treats Jack had suggested would be a good choice. Mac took out a bite-sized beefy chew and shook the bag.
"Oh, Mikey! I've got treats for ya if you come out and be a good boy."
Not a moment later, the pup in question came bounding around the corner. Tail wagging with his long pink tongue lulling happily out his mouth. Obviously completely unaware to the trap he was walking into.
"Good boy, Mikey." Mac smiled when the Husky obediently sat without command and took the treat nicely. Once he finished his treat, the young agent grabbed Mikey's black leather collar and led him to the bathroom. The pup started to balk upon the sight of the inferior tub. Mikey whined and gave Mac a look that seemed very much like a pout in those brilliant blue eyes.
"Nope. Sorry, bud. But you stink and Bozer's not gonna be happy if he comes home to the couch smelling like sweaty dog. Now in you go."
Mac scooped the lanky pup up and sat in carefully into the tub. Mikey didn't like this one bit and slapped his wet paws on the side of the tub, splashing water all over the floor and Mac alike. Mac shot the pup a glare. Mikey came back with an ornery grumble.
"Look. The sooner you stop acting like this, the sooner you'll get outta here. I promise I'll make this quick, but you have to listen, ok?" They stared at each other for a moment before Mikey calmly removed his paws and sat contently in the tub. Mac smiled and started to scrub him up.
A few minutes later, Mac finished up drying the floor and putting the soap away. Mikey sat on the couch, still slightly damp and licking his paws. He hated when they were wet. The pup wagged his tail when Mac joined him on the couch, draping an arm over the fluffy body next to him. Mikey gave his boy kisses as they settled in to watch a documentary on Netflix. Just enjoying each other's company.