Hyena Training

We had had the babies for five months when J decided it was time to train them. Since hyena clans were headed by females, we decided that I would train them. They were still babies and I didn't want to push them too hard, but after Lou chewed up a pair of my Dior boots, I figured it was time. Stocked with enough steak to feed a small village, I locked myself with the boys in their play are and begun their training.

"Okay Buddy, sit!" I ordered.

He looked at me funny before charging at his brother.

"No Bud, heal!" I screamed.

To my disbelief, he actually stopped, looked at me, and sat.

"Good boy baby!" I praised, handing him a piece of steak. "Sit Lou."

Lou stared at me for a second before sitting. I handed him a piece of meat. I continued on with them for a few hours, going on simple hours. They were pooped by the time we were done and so was I. I left them passed out and headed upstairs. J was sitting at the table, eating a steak.

"Ugh, I am never going to be able to eat red meat again." I groaned, collapsing into the chair next to him.

"I had Giggles cook you a grilled cheese." J told me. "How did the boys do?"

"A lot better than I thought they would. Bud picked it up a bit slower than Lou, but I think I did a good job." I replied. "I'm so tired Puddin, I don't think I'm gonna be able to come down to the club tonight. I just wanna eat my grilled cheese and pass out."

"You can stay upstairs tonight but don't make a habit of it Harls." He told me. "Now go to bed."

"My legs don't work." I whined.

"Use your arms." He said.

I let out a pained moan as he got up and headed downstairs to his office.

"Jerk." I mumbled.

The next few weeks went by in a blur. I spent the majority of my days with the boys, teaching them commands as simple as roll over to as difficult as get mommy's pistol. J had decided that they were finally ready to be put to work. We had gone on a heist and brought them back a present; a hostage. J had him tied up in the torture room (one of my favorite rooms in the building). I brought the boys up and had them sit quietly while J decided what he wanted them to do.

"Bud, right leg!" J ordered.

Bud growled before jumping at the man. He screamed when Bud bared down on his right calf.

"Good boy Buddy!" I praised him. "Mommy's so proud of you!"

"Lou, balls!" J commanded.

"NO! Dear God no!" The man cried.

His please turned to ear-piercing screams as Lou crunched down on his junk. J ordered them around until there was nowhere new left for them to bite down.

"Mommy's so proud of her babies! Who's the sweetest babies? You are!" I cooed at them.

"Good job boys." J told them. "I'm proud of you Harley, you did good."

"Thanks Mistah J! But it's really the boys you should be proud of." I replied.

Bud and Lou sat happily, chewing on their new favorite toy.

AN:

This is for DonnaJosse, love you girl! Please R&R