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Don't really own anything
"Rocky."
The mix turned to the Dalmatian beside him.
"Marshall?"
"You still have that CD I found at the Trailer Park?" Marshall asked just above a whisper.
"Yeah why?" Rocky stared at him strangely. Being the recycling pup he had a knack for hanging on to stuff that he thought was unique, thinking that he might find use for it one day.
"I have an idea, put it in the music player when they start the disco. It's our turn to make her party a living hell." Marshall explained with a grin.
Rocky cocked his head before discreetly pulling out the blank CD. He had no idea what was on it, but knowing the area it was found in it had to be something horrible. Rocky grinned as he saw where Marshall was going, he leaned over to Chase and ran the plan by him, the police pup approved with a smile. The royals weren't a bright bunch and the trio believed they would think it was Sweetie, or at least they hoped they would.
The rest of the night went on with more harassment from Sweetie like disguising insults as a cough and Busby rolling under the pups, causing them to trip. They held it in though, as they knew what was coming.
Some of Barkingburg's rich nobles came over and the ballroom was now teeming with guests.
They ate cake and now it was time for presents.
Sweetie was mostly too preoccupied to harass the pups as she got things like Expensive Barbie setups and jewelry.
Ryder felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned to see the Earl standing behind him holding an expensive bottle of Scotch.
"I saw that you were disappointed the punch lacked alcohol, so I fetched you the finest poison we have." The Earl offered with a smile.
"Hey, how thoughtful of you gramps." Ryder praised as he allowed the Earl to pour some in his punch glass.
"Believe me, I know." The Earl stated as he poured some in his own glass.
One of the nobles handed her a gift.
"What is this!" Sweetie exclaimed excitedly as she tore open the gift. She gasped upon opening it fully. "A 500,000 coin makeup palette! I bet none of you street dogs can afford any of this can you!?" Sweetie presented it proudly, clearly insulting Skye.
The pups kept up their fake smiles and nodded though Skye rolled her eyes slightly. Who the fuck spends that much on makeup? She thought.
"Hey here's our present." Ryder said as he handed over a hastily wrapped bag.
Sweetie's eyebrow raised but she took it anyway.
The princess gasped. "Oooh they got my precious poochie a gift! What did they get you!?"
Sweetie opened it… and she gave the most disgusted look ever.
It was a plastic tiara, with the Dollar Tree tag still on it.
"Oooh they got you another tiara! Try it on!" The princess said excitedly.
"Yeah I don't think so, this is going in the trash." She quipped as she tossed it with the wrapping paper, she then glared at the pups. "Figures none of you can afford anything with the upmost quality."
The pups held back laughs as they knew the joke was on her.
"Wait I have one last gift for you." The princess offered her a small white box.
Sweetie immediately snatched it from her and tore it open. Her eyes widened and she froze, she slowly lifted the object out of the box. Everyone was also transfixed by it.
"A perfectly cut large blood diamond mined from somewhere deep in the Congo." The princess revealed.
The guests all gasped.
"Why… it's just perfect." Sweetie squeaked.
All the others were transfixed just like her, except for Marshall who managed to break out of it. He looked over to Rocky and grabbed the CD out of his backpack and darted over to the music player while everyone was distracted. He took the CD out that was in it and replaced it with the trailer park Disk. When they cut it on, it should be chaos. He didn't know what was on that disk, it was kinda scary.
"Done." He darted back over to the rest.
Oh it was coming.