AN: So I got the urge to update once more, and I've made some progress on my uncompleted contributions for Faberry Week (which is next week if you don't know) but I'm really sure if I like the direction I went with one of them. I'll probably add more to it or maybe I'll publish it as is and make an update or I'll just leave it as is. Who knows? I'd also like to write multiple entries for a few of the themes, but I want to finish my initial entries first.
It was the dead of night. Everyone should have been asleep, but of course they weren't. Tony quietly descended the stairs, stopping every other step to check his surroundings. He probably didn't have to be so thorough, but he enjoyed feeling like some super, secret, spy dog. It was exhilarating; he just needed a catching theme song.
He'd come up with one later. Right now he had a job to do. He hoped down the last few steps and stealthily made his way to the back door. Once there he pushed his way out through the doggy door that had been installed weeks ago. There he was greeted to the lovely sight of Quinn. "Hey boy," she quietly greeted, squatting down to scratch his back.
*bark bark*
Tony motioned for her to enter before going back inside. She carefully opened the door and started to make her way to the stairs, but she stopped when Tony threw himself in her way.
*bark bark*
"What's wrong, boy?"
*bark bark*
Tony proceeded in front of her, checking the ground floor to ensure that no one could spot Quinn sneaking into the house. The kitchen was first. It was empty, but going in there made Tony think of food. He started to get hungry, but Rachel would have some snacks for him once he got back upstairs. Tony then went to scope out the living room. Clear. He checked back in with Quinn who hadn't moved from her spot.
"Is it safe to go Tony?"
*bark bark*
He motioned for her to follow, which Quinn immediately did. He heard her giggle, but Tony made sure to keep focused. Rachel would be so upset if something happened to Quinn. They reached the stairs, and Tony carefully escorted her up. He kept his nose close to the ground, sniffing for any scent of… something. Okay, maybe it was mostly for show but Tony was having fun.
At the top of the stairs Tony stopped Quinn once more. She giggled again and squatted down, scratching his back. And as much as Tony loved the attention, he stopped her. Tony had a job to do and no amount of petting, back scratching, or belly rubbing would stop him. He would save that for his reward afterwards.
Tony approached the door which led to bedroom of the Berry men. He listened closely to the telltale sign of snoring, although he probably could have heard it from down the hall and therefore there was actually no need to get this close to their room but better to be safe than sorry, right? Anyway, once the coast was clear Tony beckoned Quinn over. They stopped once more at Rachel's door where Tony gave the secret password.
*bark bark* (pause) *bark bark*
The door immediately swung open with Rachel leaping out to pull Quinn into a big kiss, "Mmph." She walked backwards, bringing Quinn along with her until they reached her bed. Rachel spun them around before sitting Quinn down and straddling her lap. She kissed her again. Tony closed his eyes. His mama and mommy were always so mushy together. "What took you so long?"
"My bodyguard was playing it extra safe." Rachel looked over her shoulder. Her lips were forming a wide smile as shook her head playfully.
"Well thank you, Tony, for our midnight exploits a secret from my fathers."
*bark bark*
Rachel pushed Quinn down and resumed kissing her. Her tiny hands reached for the hem of Quinn's shirt, pushing it up to reveal her tone stomach. Then she slipped her hands inside. At this Tony closed his eyes once more; although this time he tried to cover his ears as well. But then he heard it. Footsteps.
*bark bark*
Rachel sat back up straight, Quinn sitting up as well. They looked over to him to see what was wrong. At first they blushed at having gotten too caught up in each other; they always got embarrassed whenever they did. But soon they too heard footsteps. Quinn's eyes widened in panic. She quickly tossed Rachel off before rolling over her and dropping to the floor on the opposite side of the bed.
Whoever was at the door gave a knock before beginning to turn the handle. Tony curled up on the floor, feigning sleep as Rachel tried to adjust her covers to do the same. A moment later, Leroy Berry entered. "Sweetheart, is everything okay in here?" Tony opened his eyes to take a peek as he passed him. He watched as Rachel slowly got into a sitting position, yawning and stretching her arms up above her head. Tony hoped that she wouldn't get in trouble; he'd be so sad if he failed his mama.
"Yes, daddy. Everything's fine."
"Are you sure? I thought I heard Tony bark."
"Yes daddy," Rachel assured, but her Leroy seemed unconvinced. He started walking towards the window. Rachel jumped out of bed and chased after him. "Daddy wait!" He began to turn to her but stopped when he caught sight of Quinn on the floor. She wore a nervous smile as he raised a questioning eyebrow. Quinn quickly got to her feet, dusting herself off.
"Hi Mr. Berry, fancy meeting you here," she greeted, nervous grin still plastered on her face. Rachel came up behind her and wrapped an arm around one of Quinn's. She was nervous too. Tony started to worry. "Sir, I can explain." Leroy held up a hand, stopping her.
"It's okay Quinn," he assured. "Hiram and I were young once too you know? Next time though, just ask if you want to stay the night." Quinn nodded readily. "I don't really like the idea of my like the idea of my daughter's girlfriend waiting outside in the cold for these little rendezvous." He chuckled at the surprised looks that both Rachel and Quinn had on their faces. "Well, good night." He exited, leaving a bewildered Rachel, Quinn, and Tony behind.
"He knew," Quinn was the first to speak.
*bark*
They looked down at him. Tony didn't want to believe it. He was the perfect little, puppy spy. "Well, boy, it looks like my daddy did know."
*disgruntled bark*
"Tony," Rachel lightly chastised.
*apologetic bark*
All right, so maybe he did know. That just meant that Tony would just have to work on his ninja puppy skills. He'd be a super, secret, puppy spy in no time. And then he could get his own TV show, and he'd become rich and he'd be able to buy his mama and mommy whatever they wanted.
Okay, that's the plan.
Or, at least it is until he can come up with something better.
Or more fun.
AN: So you may or may not have noticed that I changed my avatar. As much as I love Quinn sex hair (and I do) it can get a bit distracting sometimes. Besides, Dianna with a gun is hot, like really hot. If you haven't seen the trailer for The Family/Malavita yet, then go and do so now.
