Authors Notes: Soon I will try to add something exciting but so far I have the focus placed more on the co-existence and the problems of them both :D

I think as a puppy he is so cute and the problems he is causing are so funny so I couldn`t helped to write it down haha

Well I hope you guys enjoy it =]

Chapter 7: Everydays problems

The smell of freshly cooked food filled the air of the apartment. Piers ran from the living room into the kitchen and looked curiously at Chris, frying the chicken breast. His mouth produced water, impatient he lumbered through Chris` legs and looked up at the stove, his small pawed hands grabbing and holding at the door hook of the cabinet.

His tail wagged and bumped against Chris` feet, who looked down at the small puppy boy. He began to laugh and petted Piers` head, rubbing behind the ears.

"Calm down, Piers. Your meal is finished soon, go into the living room and wait, entertain yourself with our toys I brought you last week".

Piers looked at him, now showing his pouty face as he used to show before the incident in china. His tail downed a bit as he waslked away between his legs, head drooping. Chris sighed and watched him go while he turned the chicken to the other side.

He looked at his potatoes and steaks, managing everything to get ready. He grabbed the pot with hot water and the potatoes and poured off the water, then he poured the potatoes in his bowl. He turned to the stove and got a shock when he saw Piers beside the stove, on the kitchen table with his tail wagging while he stared at the chicken, almost sobbering.

"Piers! Down there, NOW! You will only hurt yourself!" he yelled.

Piers` ears dropped as he jumped down to the ground, his tail wrapping between his leg as he looked up at his superior with puppy eyes Chris stepped next to him and grabbed him, bringing him into the living room and placed him onto the couch. He lifted his hand and held a finger right in front of Piers` eyes.

"You will stay here, understood? Man...It isn`t easy to watch over you the whole day, the food is ready soon, wait!".

When Chris turned his back at him Piers stuck out his tongue angrily, his ears flickering offended as he crossed his arms over his chest. He looked around and stood up, walking to the TV and grabbed the remote.

He jumped on the cabinet and placed it between the books in the highest place of the room. He could feel the strange feeling in his mouth again. His teeth were growing, causing him an uncomfortable and disgusting feeling.

He grabbed one of Chris` B.S.A.A. Books and chewed at it`s endges. He climbed down the cabinet and sat down on the carpet, flexing his pawd feet on it while the long claws scratched it. His small fangs were sharp, the other teeth slightl visible. No wonder that he destroyed the book he had within minutes.

He almost jumped on his feet as he saw Chris coming into the room with two plates in his hand, the smaller one for Piers and the bigger one for him. He sat down on the couch and smiled at Piers, putting the small plate on his lap.

"Come on boy, you will get meat"

he said and within a second Piers was beside him and sat down on the couch, looking at the plate with his chicken breasts. While Chris was eating his potatoes and steak Piers grabbed his meat and tried to chew on it.

He had to adit that it wasn`t easy to eat meat. When he was human, well more human, he could eat it easily. But with the sharp fangs and the small teeth he had to be careful that he didn`t hurt his tongue.

He chewed for a while on only one piece while he swallowed down big pieces. Chris chuckled amused as he watched him eating. He was finished with his meal long time before and leaned back on the couch. He reached his hand ad surched after the remote.

"Hm...Where is it...I swear...I put it into the couch...I can`t find it..."

He mumbled and when he heard the smacks he looked at Piers, who didn`t even noticed his searching actions. Chris frowned,

"Piers...?"

Piers looked up at him with big puppy eyes and a piece of chicken hanging out of his small mouth.

"Did you see my remote? I can`t find it".

Piers continued with chwing on his chicken while he stared right into Chris` eyes, and Chris stared back. For a short while nothing other happened. When Piers finally choked down his meat, still staring at Chris, his ears dropped. He couldn`t hide his feelings very well with these extra parts.

Chris furrowed a brow and sighed, waving his hands in defeat.

"Ok...Whre is it? Piers give it to me... I want to relax now... It was a hard day".

Piers frowned and looked at the TV. 'Relaxing here and watching shit isn`t good for you Captain...' he thought and didn`t move. Chris got annoyed and stood up, now searching of his own, searching every single place in the lving room.

Piers watched him amused and lay down on his full belly, placing his elbows on the couch as he rested his head on his pawed hands. He smiled and wagged his tail, watching the cinema in front of him.

Chris groaned after 15 minutes of searching, lifting books, papers, deko, mechanical things and artificial fruits. Piers looked around and yawned while he scratched the back of his head annoyed. He rolled onto his back, lifting his lower body up so he was lying on his neck, his legs and tail in the air above him.

He turned his head to see everything on the head. Chris stomped in front of him, tapping his foot on the ground angrily.

"Ok I see, you have a lot of fun. But please tell me now, where is the remote? I really want to relax now...".

He grabbed the beginning of the tail and lifted him up. Piers looked at him angry and swang back and forth, the fur of his tail getting fluffy because of his anger. Chris cocked an eyebrow.

"Well? I am waiting".

Piers exhaled and lifted his finger, pointing at the highest place of the cabinet. Chris looked at him.

"Are you serious? Why did you choose such a place...".

He placed Piers onto the ground and walked there, getting to the tips of his feet as he grabbed the remote. The cabinet was covered in scratches, the fur of Piers` tail was flying everywhere.

The small pieces of the fur got into his nose, causing him to sneeze. He shook his head and rubbed his nose, heading to the couch and let himself fall into it, turning the TV on. Piers growled slightly and backed off, rolling aside so Chris wouldn`t sat down on top of him.

He looked at the TV screen, the pictures appeared only very slow, like he saw a movie in slow motion. He looked at Chris, who obviously was amused b the movie. He straightened his body, almost feeling as if he was there in the movie, getting completely lost in the story.

He huffed, his tail twitched in annoyance as he jumped from the couch, heading to the kitchen. He sniffed the air and grabbed the edge of the fridge, trying to force it open with his small paws. His long small claws attacked around the stoma and scratched the material.

It needed a lot of strenght and patience to force it open. Piers smiled, standing in front of the big fridge which was filled with meat, milk and fish. He licked his lips and climbed up the freezer compartment to get to the first compartments of the fridge where the fish was.

He clung at the door of the fridge, his claws digging into the plastic material as he pulled on the box to get to the fish. He grabbed the fin and lifted it to his mouth He held the fish with his mouth and closed the box, jumping down on the ground and pushed the door closed.

His tail wagged wildly while he walked with the fish in his pawed hands into the living room, his fur sticking up because he felt very proud what he did. He passed by Chris and climbed on the couch. He sat down and began to chew his prey.

Chris didn`t notice him at the beginning, staring into the TV screen while Piers ate next to him. Once the film interrupted and advertising ran Chris heard smacking sounds beside him. He looked to Piers who ate almost the fish and got a shock.

"Piers! Where did you get the fish now? I wanted to cook it tomrrow!"

he said shocked and only saw Piers` head turning to him with a fin that was hanging out of his mouth. He sighed and leaned back, grumbling. Piers chuckled and choked the fin down before he threw the fishbones away and jumped at his superior.

Chris catched him and couldn`t help but to laugh when Piers mirrored the behaviour of a cuddly dog, pressing his small body against Chris` face to calm him down, his fluffy tail wagging. Chris stroked his back and smiled.

"So my lieutnant turned into a cuddly small puppy huh?"

Chris laughed and Piers sat down on his lap. He must had lost his mind for a second, his weird instincts kicked in. He shook his head, his ears flickering wildly while he jumped down to the ground. He gave him a last glacre and rushed out of the room.

Chris laughed, watching him running out and stood up. He stretched himself and took his dirty plate as he walked into the kitchen. He got a shock as he saw the deep scratches of the fridge. He grumbled and put the plate into the dishwater. He sighed,

"Is it always so difficult to ask me... He ruins everything, my whole apartment, nothing is safe from him... I should have listened to Jake and to buy a leash for the puppy, he reall acts like a dog sometimes. Damn it".

He left the kitchen to watch the movie till the end. Piers was in the first floor, bored. He looked around to find something to do scince Chris kept the door to the garden closed in the afternoon. He caused a lot of trouble in the day so he decided to go to sleep.

His body was trembling because of the energy he had.

'I really would like to have my real body back...It is hard to be in control. Poor Chris, I hope it will end soon'

he thought to himself and jumped on Chris` bed, lying down on the pillow, curling up to himself while he wrapped his tail over his body. He closed his eyes.

The hours passed by with much stuggling, rolling and chewing on the pillow. He couldn`t fell asleep.

It was probably because of the rolling around loudly or smacking what has boosted him. Whatever it was, Chris walked the stairs up and appeared in his bedroom. It was dark when he crept to his bed, his eyes closed. He dropped to his side of the bed and bumped his head against Piers.

Piers cried out and jumped to the other side of the bed while Chris sqeezed the back of his head, reaching out for his partner worriedly.

"Piers? Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. Are you hurt? I can`t see you"

Piers looked up to him, able to see him clearly through the darkness. He rubbed his neck, the pain flowing through his entire body.

"Come here"

Chris ordered and Piers came slowly to him. Chris picked him up and held him in his muscular arms, stroking his back.

"Hey listen, I am sorry. I didn`t know that you were lying there. I guess I should search the bed before I am doing it next time".

He chuckled and Piers lay down on his stomach while Chris was still stroking his back. It felt good and helped to cool the pain down. His tail kept wagging against Chris` chest while he slowly fell asleep.

Chris noticed it and smiled, lying down and covering himself with the blanket while he held Piers to his chest. He rested his head on the sheddered pillow and both were in a deep slumber.