I have to give a big thank-you to nyc2dragon who got me back on my writing feet, and back into the game. This chapter is part one of a two part "Episode"

"What do you mean? I can't spend three weeks out of town! My family would reali-"

"Don't worry about it Lucky, everything will work out. We set it all up for you, but it will all be for nothing if you don't go get on that bus!"

"Alright, I'll go, but can I at least get the name of the place I'm going to, rather than being totally clueless as to what's going on here?"

"Lucky, you're going to Littlest Pet Shop."

*Ring* It had been a busy day at the pet shop, and Blythe had been looking forward to heading back upstairs to relax and finish her latest design for Zoe, but a customer had shown up, and duty called.

"Hello and welcome to Littlest Pet Shop, how may I help you. What?" Blythe had been expecting a person to have come in, maybe to pick up an animal, maybe to get a new outfit, maybe just to come in, but there was nobody there. Then she saw him. A large dog had sat himself down just inside the door, and was looking at her strangely. "Well hello there, what brings you to Littlest Pet Shop?"

"Woof! Woof!" Was the dog's reply.

Blythe found that rather strange. What could possibly be interfering with her understanding this time? "Don't go anywhere you, I'll be right back." Blythe headed into the day camp area, and headed for Russell, the only pet who hadn't been picked up yet. "Talk to me Russell, talk to me!"

"Woah Blythe, what's the problem? Is Mrs. Twombly on her clean streak again?" As soon as Russell asked her this, Blythe stopped. She sat down next to Russell, and turned to face him.

"Russell, is there any reason you can think of for me being able to understand you, but not the dog that just came in through the front door?"

"No, if you can understand me, you should be able to understand all of us. Were you having that problem just now?" Blythe nodded. "That's very strange. I'll have to look into it for you." Blythe nodded again, before heading back out to the front of the shop.

"Well, I guess you can spend the night here. If Mrs. Twombly asks anything, I can tell her I had no idea you were here. Just follow me." Blythe took the dog into the day camp area, and then headed back to the front desk to start getting ready to close the store.

"Hey, who was that? Who are you? Do you know why I'm here?"

Russell looked up, and then jumped up and grabbed his clipboard. "That was Blythe, she's a nice girl, although she can be a little strange at times. I'm Russell, and I keep the day camp of Littlest Pet Shop running smoothly." Russell stopped for a second. "Did you just ask me why you were here?" The dog nodded. "Why would I know why you're here? That's crazy! Who are you anyways?"

The dog was surprised at Russell's question, and took a moment to think, before answering. "I'm Lucky, and I thought I was sent here to…never mind. Are there any dogs that are here for day camp?" This time it was Russell's turn to simply nod. "Alright then, I'll a-" At that moment, Blythe walked in, and Lucky snapped his mouth shut. Blythe picked up Russell, gave Lucky a strange look, and walked back out into the front of the shop.

The door of the dumbwaiter slid open, and Blythe climbed out. "Good morning Lucky, good morning Penny." Blythe walked out to the front of the shop. "Good morning Vinnie, good morning Mrs. Twombly."

"Oh, good morning Blythe. Did anything happen while I was away?"

"Not really. There was one thing that I wanted to talk to you about though. Last night just before closing time, a big dog showed up at the door, all alone. I have no idea what he was doing, but it was late, and nobody was around to take him, so I let him stay here overnight. I was wondering if he could stay longer, even if only long enough to get him to the nearest pound."

"Oh, certainly Blythe. He can stay as long as he follows the rules. As a matter of fact, if nobody claims him, maybe we could keep him."

"That would be nice. Although I don't know how thrilled the other pets will be to have him around."

"Zoe is here!" Zoe announced as she came through the pet flap into the day camp area of the shop.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that in English?" Lucky said as he walked up to Zoe, "Or do you not speak?"

"Russell, what is this dog talking about? You can hear me, right?"

"Yes, but I don't know about Lucky, he seems to understand all of us, but not you. Strange."

Zoe ran out to the front of the shop. "Blythe, come here quick!" Blythe came right away, abandoning her sketch of Zoe in her latest outfit.

"What is it? Did Vinnie get stuck to the big bouncing inflatable green ball again?"

"No, it's Lucky, He can't understand me!"

"That's strange, I couldn't understand him yesterday. Maybe our issues are connected?"

"I understand him just fine, but he can't understand me!"

"Perfect. I want you to try and figure out why I can't understand him. That might lead us to figuring out what's wrong with his understanding of you. Since he can't understand you, you can report back when I go in, and he won't know what's happening."

"Are you sure this will help me?"

"I'm positive."

"Well, I guess it's worth a shot then." Zoe walked back into the day camp, and went over to Russell.

"You want me to what?"

"I want you to help me figure out why Lucky can't understand me."

"Why?"

"Because if he can't understand me, he won't understand any of my songs!"

"Alright, alright, I'll help."

"Thanks" Zoe headed over to her favorite cushion and lay down in it.

"Say, Zoe, you wouldn't happen to know what I'm doing here, would you?"

"Why would I?" Lucky looked at her for a second. "Russell, translate."

"Of course." Russell turned to face Lucky. "Why would she? Oh, and why do you get so quiet whenever Blythe comes in here?"

"Hey, I didn't say that!"

"Well, she's the only dog here, so I just figured she would know why HQ sent me here without any info, but now I know why. She wants to know why I'm quiet when the human comes in? Why does she never speak?"

"She does, all the time. You just can't understand her for some reason."

"I mean English, most of us can't translate barks and growls in the field anymore."

"Wait a minute…you speak English?"

"Wait a minute…you didn't know?"

That's part one done!

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