Chapter 3: Asking Without Telling
King went back to the house, hoping she was there. Night had started to fall in the countryside. He went to ask her mom where she was. "I still don't know why pets call their owners Mom and Dad. It doesn't really make any sense."
He found her in the kitchen preparing tomorrow's Thanksgiving dinner. "Umm, where's Bailey?" "She's upstairs taking a shower. She's probably done by now. Why?" "No reason!" King said, almost a little too fast. "Fox…just…wanted to check on her…because…he hadn't seen her in a few hours." "Okay." "That was close. I'm glad I can still think like a human even though I'm a dog."
He went upstairs and, sure enough, heard someone in the bathroom turning off a faucet. He knocked on the door. "Who is it?" "Yep, that's Bailey." "It's King." "Oh, come in." "Hmm, I guess there isn't a sense of nakedness in pets." He walked in to the smell of dog shampoo, wet dog, and Bailey.
He couldn't help but go back to that argument he had earlier in his head. "Fine, I'll ask, but let's just use another hypothetical. Maybe she won't notice."
"Hey, Bailey, I have a hypothetical." "Question? Go ahead." King was about to ask her a question that wouldn't point it at him and her, but his mind had other thoughts and he asked, "How would you approach someone who would make your life the happiest of any dog on the planet?" "Did I just say that?! Oh great, King, you practically told her you love her and her…sweet…light blue eyes and her…curved hi…STOP THINKING!"
It had been silent for about a minute. Then, Bailey grabbed King's arm and said, "Let's snuggle." "BE GENTLE!" was all King could say through his shocked state of mind.
A/N I don't know exactly where King had found Bailey, but because she had something that looked like a towel in her hands, I just guessed and said he found her in the bathroom.