Nice to see you again, everyone! It's me, Pi-chan! I'm so happy that people have been reading my story, and I'd lke to thank 13IsTalk and StarAngel! I know you guys have been patiently waiting for this, so I hope that it's okay! Like before, if you have an opinion on this, please, tell me, and I'll happily answer any questions you might have. Also, if you see any mistakes, don't hesitate to tell me! Alright, let's give this a whirl!
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Greamer spluttered and coughed. "What-what the hell kind of shop you running here? This ain't a dog, it's a man! And he's a dead man! I saw him die with my own eyes, I'm telling ya! I-" Count D cut him short, and his lips started to twist into a smile that looked… well, that looked hungry. His lips were pulled back tight and thin over his teeth, and he could see a snake-like gleam in the Count's eyes. "Oh, no, no, no sir." Count D edged closer and closer to Greamer, slowly glazing him over with hypnotic eyes. "I assure you, this is a dog. A Rottweiler, one of the most loyal breeds I know. They'll care for you and protect you if you take care of them, but if you don't… well, if they were to have a fight between a disloyal owner and a Rottweiler, my money's on the dog."
The air was so heady with incense, and the count's talk was so soothing that in no time flat Greamer was signing over a ridiculous amount of money to this…man? Woman? It was hard to tell now with his head so foggy. All the while, the Count was dictating several terms that Greamer needed to follow. "Rule number one, you must only feed him the food that I will give you. Rule number two, you must never let him out of your sight for more than ten minutes. Otherwise, he may run off. Rule number three, you must never hurt him on purpose. Do you understand?"
Greamer nodded, just wishing to get out of the shop. "Great. Thank you very much for purchasing from Count D's pet shop, and may you have a great day!" As Greamer exited the shop, T-chan walked up to the count and asked, "Count, do you think that he'll actually survive?" The Count pursed his lips, then simply said, "Humans are so simple on the outside, but they are certainly very complicated on the inside. Honestly, I'm not sure if we are the animals or they are, sometimes."
Greamer was having a hard time navigating his way through the busy streets, and the stupid private wasn't helping. He knew that he had to keep Lenny in his sights all the time, but as a human he blended in too much, and it was hard to follow him, being an old man and all. Well, Lenny was a dog in one way. When he was drenched, he stank worse than the incense at that stupid shop. But that didn't stop girls from coming on to him. No, on the contrary, girls were becoming more and more shameless with him. When he could see Lenny, all these women would come up to him, petting his head, giving him hugs, or even kisses on the nose. And what would he do? He'd flirt with them shamelessly, sometimes even licking them, and all they did was giggle, ruffling his hair, calling him cute. It was sickening, and immoral. Greamer snorted. It was behavior like that that got the real Lenny Glenn killed.
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Gasp! What is Greamer talking about? What's so wrong with Lenny Glenn's behavior? And more importantly, will Greamer actually survive with one of the Count's pets under his care? Tune in next time and find out! Until then, please keep giving me your opinions, and keep reading. This is Pi-chan, over and out!
