Moments after Rocky had left the room to get Sweetie, the doors burst open.
The pumps raised their eyebrows as a group of masked figures came in.
"Can you be any noisier?" Marshall asked.
Who the fuck are you?" Kat asked.
"We are the Canines!" the lead figure said. She took her mask off, revealing a poodle.
"I'm Miranda!" the poodle said. "This is Brownie, Al, Frank, and Henry." she pointed to each one in turn. "And it seems that you have something that belongs to us!"
"Oh and what would that be? You're dignity?" Zuma said.
"No. The money." Al said. "Give it to us. Or else."
"Or else what. You're going to bite my toe?" Kat mocked.
"Zuma. Just give us the money." Henry muttered.
"We won't ask aga-" Miranda didn't get to finish her sentence as the door opened and Sweetie was thrown into the room.
"This one needs to be taught a painful lesson." Rocky told Everest.
"Why is that?" Skye asked. Everest grabbed her spear.
"She won't disclose the location of that military base. She also clawed my cheek." Rocky shouted as he grabbed a napkin and held it to his face.
Skye tsk-tsked. "You know better than that."
Everest raised her spear and stabbed it into Sweetie's other paw.
Sweetie screamed in pain.
Skye turned to Miranda.
"While my friend deals with the slave. Let me ask you something." Skye said as she got in Miranda's face. "Why is that money so important to you?"
"We need it to buy weapons!" Miranda said. "Who might you be girly?"
Snarling, Skye punched Miranda hard. Miranda stumbled, then fell.
"Dont call me girly!" Skye screamed as she advanced. "I hate it when people call me that!"
Miranda slowly raised her head.
"Skylar?" Miranda whispered.
Skye froze. "Yes? That's me!"
"Do you remember me?" Miranda asked.
Skye tilted her head. "You...do look familiar." she murmured.
Miranda got up and walked the few feet towards Skye.
"I should. I'm your mother." Miranda said.
Author's note! Miranda doesn't belong to me. I have permission from Pressurized to use Miranda in my stories. Thanks Pressurized!