Come on, who hasn't imagined what would happen if Skulduggery came in contact with a dog? He's a natural chew toy. Inspiration for the pup comes from my friends' dog, who chews on anything that doesn't move. Actually, she chewed on my feet once, so she also chews on things that move, too. With that, enjoy!
"GAH! OUCH! Get it off getitoff getitoff getotoff get it OFF!"
"Oh, Skulduggery, suck it up."
"GET. IT. OFF."
"But it's soooo cute!"
"It would be even cuter if it weren't attached to my leg!"
Valkyrie howled with laughter as she watched the terrified detective spin and thrash in circles, violently shaking his leg, attempting to dislodge the small fuzzy bundle that was gnawing on his ankle.
After almost three minutes of a hysterical Valkyrie, a shamelessly cursing Skulduggery, and an extremely persistent pup, the furry mass finally gave up and released Skullduggery's leg and was flung across the room, tumbling head over paws to Valkyrie's feet.
Skulduggery collapsed in a gasping heap on the floor, and pointed a menacing finger at Valkyrie and the dog.
"We. Are. Not. Getting it."
"But – "
"NO!"
" – we would never have to buy it any chew toys!"
She innocently held the puppy out at arms length to Skulduggery, who stopped his threatening advance at her and started inching backwards warily.
"No. Put it back." There was a quiet pause. "And quit pouting."
Grudgingly, Valkyrie placed the puppy back into the cushy, straw-filled pen with its' brothers and sisters. Panting happily, it watched with large, brown eyes as the two walked away. Ignoring the odd looks given by the pet shops owner, Valkyrie and Skulduggery calmly exited the shop.
A few blocks down, Valkyrie flashed him a mischievous grin.
"But he liked you!"
"Shut up."
My question is, what were they doing in a pet shop anyway? Oh well, it's my fic I'll do what I like! Hah! Reviews, comments and advice are all appreciated!