Well, this is the final chapter of Hunter and Colleen's little date. I saw someone express hope that the canine couple would admit to loving one another, to which I can only say that they did admit to liking each other quite a lot (note Hunter's wish to spend some time with Colleen). Any further confessions, you'll have to keep reading.
The mechanic raised an eyebrow as the two walked in, still wrapped up in the towel. "The lake's a little cold for swimming, you know," he told them. "Maybe you should come back in July when it's warmed up a bit."
"Maybe we will," said Hunter with a smile as he somewhat reluctantly separated from Colleen. "So, is the car fixed?"
"All ready to go," the man smiled back. "I even changed the oil and refilled the windshield-washer fluid free of charge."
Colleen beamed. "Thanks, guvnuh!"
"Hey, I figured it was the least I could do. Now that people know you've been here, I've got customers lined up clear to the end of the month!"
Huntergrinned. "Glad to help out," he said as he paid the mechanic for the tires and engine repairs. Then he and Colleen got in and drove away.
Exile and Shag were waiting when they got back. "So how did it go-ski?" asked Exile.
"Not bad," replied Hunter. "Thanks for the hand."
"My pleasure," grinned Exile.
"Reah," agreed Shag.
Colleen smiled. "You can keep the extra money, by the way," she told them. "It was worth it."
Shag and Exile fidgeted, embarrassed at having been caught.
"Goodnight, gents." Colleen gave Hunter a quick kiss on the cheek, then headed for the transdogmafier. "Too bad I won't be able to tell my owners about this," she added.
After Colleen had taken the chute home, Shag grinned. "Rah ruh reffuh reah?" he asked.
"Well, we did talk about next Saturday," Hunter replied, turning slightly pink.
Just then Blitz dashed through, sagging and gasping for breath. "If anyone asks, I was never here," he told them.
"Hey you!" came an angry voice behind. A voice that did a remarkable job of sounding like one Reginald "Bulldog" McKowsky. "Get back here!"
Blitz uttered a chicken-like scream and ran for his life, the maddened cop hot on his heels.
"Whoa, what's up with that?" asked Hunter.
"I don't know," smirked Exile before he too took off at a dead run. "But I don't want to be missing it!"
Hope you liked it!
