Chapter 46: Love at First Bite
"Jimminy, Jaminey...," Felix breathed out slowly as his muscles lost their tensen altogether. His legs and brain felt like mushy dog food as he was unable to hold back a growing smile.
"Look at that elegant doberman face...it's amazing!" he continued to sigh out, completely and utterly unable to process of the gorgeous animal pinning him down to the floor.
Calhoun started slightly, taken back by the corgi's dopey, awe-struck expression.
No one...no one in a few years, anyway...had looked at her like that...
Like she was more than a rough and tough police dog that could rip your leg off in one attempt. Like she wasn't just built like an average doberman pincher, body lean and ready to attack. Like she wasn't just another dog, even...
He -this Felix pup- looked up at her like she was...actually beautiful. A rare, near perfect kind of beautiful.
And Sergeant Calhoun immediately didn't like that. She didn't like it -that dopey smile on his face, that clear look of infatuation in his eyes, that look of...love.
She did not like it one bit.
Quickly realizing that this awestruck, orange-and-white cassanova corgi was less than a threat, Calhoun rolled her eyes at him one last time before slowly backing off Felix and standing up straight. She watched in weary silence as he stood up and shook his little corgi body free of any unseen kinks.
"Flattery don't charge these batteries, civilian," she hissed out at him as she shifted her weight from one front leg to the next. "Now state your business for being here. Don't you realized the buliding is temporarily shut down?"
At the sound of her rigid voice, Felix was finally able unglue his eyes from her, now fully able to remember why he enter the locked down hospital in the first place.
"I"m looking for my colleague ma'am," he informed her, standing up in front of her and nearly getting dwarfed by her tall size. "He's name is Ralph and I believe he was forced into this-"
"Wait...RALPH?!" Calhoun started as she boomed, her voice so strong it felt like it shook the ground under Felix' feet. Her amused smirk was no longer even remotely seen as she narrowed her eyes so sharp, Felix could practically feel them penetrating him.
"That worthless bull mastiff that snuck on my force and lied right to my face?!" Calhoun contiuned, unable to control her rising, unchecked anger. "YOU'RE THE COLLEAGUE OF THAT SCUMB BAG?!"
Felix shrunk down low and plastered his ears against his head in alarm, feeling even smaller than ever as the dog in front of him steamed.
"Y-yes, that must be him, ma'am," he told her softly, wanting to ease her strange anger at Ralph, completely unbeknownst to him. "He ran off from our petshop and went completely Turbo last night. It's kinda a long story...see, he made this bet with another animal in the petshop and-"
"Save the story for someone who cares, Corgi," the doberman hissed as she turned on her heals and headed for the hallway that lead towards the main enterance. "I'm on my way to kill that useless mutt you call a colleague."
