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Chapter 7

Okay.

I can do this.

Just breathe.

In, out.

In, out.

In -

Sighing, I tried and failed to calm down my suddenly frantic heart when I accepted the task I suddenly found myself faced with. The dog was just sat there in the centre of the room, sniffing every now and then, gaze caught between the pile of cats and the large view offered by my balcony/window.

Bracing myself I fixed my gaze upon the pile of cats which finally seemed to have noticed my presence. This I could tell quite quickly as a certain black cat, which actually managed to look menacing whilst adorned with the most adorable eye patch ever, attempted to separate himself from the large pile and gather the others into some sense of order.

Even as a cat Fury still had that single eyed glare going for him. As long as you ignored the suddenly neon pink and purple flowered eye patch he was sporting that is.

Yeh, Fury I know you were scared. I saw you cowering. Ha, the black mail I could get from all of this-

WOOF!

Startled I swept my eyes across the room to see the beast of a dog appeared to give up looking at the cats, finding them boring, become fixated by me.

Great.

I immediately started to panic as the dog literally attached it's self to my side, letting out a joyful bark as it's tail became to wag to swiftly I feared great damage from it. backing away I tried to gain some distance, only to be greatly hampered when the beast suddenly forced me to the ground by sheer surprise as he lay on top of me.

Okay, let me make something extremely clear.

I do not like dogs.

I strongly dislike dogs with a passion.

Nope.

Cats are okay. Cats are independent. Just give them a bowl of food and water and they would happily leave you alone. They prefer solitude. Just like me when I work. No, I am not relating myself to cats; I am just stating how much I like them in comparison to other pets.

But dogs?

No.

They never let you be. NEVER.

My father had one when I was very young. I hated it. My father always liked the attention from the dog, Rufus. I hated Rufus. Yes okay I may have 'Daddy Issues' but that is beside the point.

But dogs, they are a nightmare. Dogs drool. They ruin work. They need walking. They cannot be left alone. No. They want attention 24/7.

I HATE DOGS.

This is why I like machines so much. They don't bother you. They silently do as they are told and don't need attention or fight back or anything.

Well okay. Most of them.

Dummy and Jarvis may be the only expectations to THAT rule…

So obviously when I suddenly found myself on the ground with the largest fucking dog I have ever seen lying on me, I may have reason to freak out a little. Not much I could do though, that thing was really strong!

''Jarvis!'' I shouted, ''Jarvis, do something''

''sir, I am unable to assist you in this situation, for I am nothing more than a machine''

''Don't get all snarky on me, you-''

I found myself cut of when I found myself covered in dog drool.

AS if this day could get any worse…