Story 10: Laughingsock
12:00pm
It was just another good Saturday down in the good old neighborhood of Royal Woods, everybody's favorite day of the week. With empty cyan skies with no chance of rain whatsoever. So calm and normal, it's almost unusual. One may wonder what brand new shenanigans are the Loud family up to on a clear day like this? Who knows. With a packed house with thirteen human beings and four animals living together, it's very obvious that there would be a lot of chaotic events happening at this moment.
But nope, this time, something real fuzzy was afoot.
Inside the living room interior of the Loud House was Cliff the cat, scratching away at a post nearby the corner next to the room belonging to the adult authority figures of their eleven children. He was having a lot of fun as he clawed away at the item, saving the furniture in the room from wear and tear. He purred very softly as his satisfaction brought a smile to his feline face before he heard a door open from the room.
Lori and Leni arrived back home from the Royal Woods Mall as they were carrying several bags, with very pleased expressions with all the items they just bought that were surprisingly on sale for a third off of their total price. Cliff sat there, watching the two oldest siblings as he made an attempt in his mind to figure out the context.
"0-M-Gosh, Lori! Can you believe all the stuff they had on sale?" Leni said, looking ever so eclectic.
Lori set her bags down for a brief moment. "It was literally the one time opportunity that we totally don't regret missing out on. "
"Definitely! The mascara will look so spot on, that boy in school can't resist my face. "
"That powder's gonna look real divine for me! Bobby will not take his eyes off of me."
"Even the clothes! I'll have several different combinations on what I can totally wear!"
"And still look absolutely amazing!"
The two continued chattering about before the black feline decided to take a walk to the upstairs hallway. As he was just about to set paw on one of the stairs, Lori took notice of him, walking to him with two pairs of navy socks made fit for an animal sapient with small white imprints of paws.
"Cliff, sit." she commanded, before he stopped in the process as he meowed to him in confusion, tilting his feline head. "I got something for you."
She lifted the cat off the floor, equipping the soft socks on his four paws before setting him back down on the floor. Cliff was pretty confused. Why were they generous enough to get him some artifact of clothing knowing they bought stuff for themselves most of the time? At least it was nice that they think about the feline animal while they were not present inside the household.
Cliff looked at the socks on his paws. He tried to shake them off as they felt somewhat uncomfortable to the black cat.
"Don't do that, Cliff!" Lori called out to the cat as she whipped her cell phone out. "I still need to take a nice little photo!"
"Me too!" Leni added as she whipped hers out soon after. The flashes from their cell phones gave Cliff wide open eyes as his irises shrunk in size before turning back to normal couple of seconds after. He drooped his ears down in mere humiliation as he looked to the socks on his paws, expressing irritation from trying to get them off.
Leni was satisfied with the result of the picture alongside Lori. "This is so cute!"
"Literally flawless." Lori added before the two sisters grabbed their shopping bags as they would soon head upstairs to unpack their items in their bedroom. "Later Cliff."
"I really hope you like those sockies!" Leni added, ascending the staircase after Lori to leave the feline to whatever he was planning on doing with his time.
Cliff looked very angry now. He set his perspective vision on the socks the girls bought for the cat to wear for a small beat before he softly growled to himself, thinking about how he was going to strip those pieces of clothing right off of his big paws.
He lifted up one of his front paws and dug his teeth into the blue cotton, pulling on it as hard as he can before it eventually slipped off, now leaving a sock in his mouth. He spat the sock out with a satisfied reaction on his face before he did the exact same for the other paw.
As soon as those socks we off his paws now, he was pleased. "That's better." he said. But he wasn't done yet. He still had the two socks on his hind paws to take care of. He continued to walk about until he noticed he was actually walking a bit funny, influencing the black feline to stop and check his hind paws. "Now what am I gonna do with the two of ya...?"
He tried shaking his hind legs in hopes for the socks to slip off after a bit of time. But nope, they were holding on to him as if they were duct tape.
"Aw c'mon!"
After moments of struggling to remove the socks on his own, Charles and Geo entered the scene of the situation as they sat there, watching the show go down as it would amuse them. The white canine softly chuckled to himself as the brown hamster would soon smirk before Cliff stopped trying to fight the socks as he caught notice of the two of them barely trying to hold it together. The two managed to get their act together as they laid eyes on the humiliated cat.
"Oh. So this is funny to ya somehow." He said to the two animals.
Charles took a step forward towards the cat. "Well, at least it ain't me!"
"Nice socks. Where'd you get them?" Geo commented, leaving Cliff with an irritated expression.
"How am I supposed ta know, Ham? The girls got me these... uncomfy socks." Cliff bluntly answered.
"Aw come on, cat! It looks rather... amusin' on ya." Charles complimented.
Cliff grew more infuriated overtime as the humiliation from the socks would slightly overcome the feline. "Well, I don't like 'em I tell ya. I don't like 'em not one bit!" He turned his back to them as he lifted up one of his hind legs to the two animals. "Now, would one of ya guys just help me get these things off?"
Charles and Geo glanced towards each other before the white canine obliged to help as he walked right behind the cat. "Yeah, sure cat. "
He bent his canine arms down as he was preparing himself to do his deed. As he grabbed a hold of one of the socks, he received a tiny spark on the nose. The sound similar to a small whip came directly out of the blue as it prompted the dog to jump back an inch, but not before yelping out before doing so, catching the two other pets off their guard.
"Ouch!" the canine exclaimed. "What the livin' heck was that, man?"
"What happened, dog?" Cliff asked with concern.
Geo stepped in the situation to try to explain. "That my friend, is a static shock. Those socks must have created a charge of electricity depending whether or not he dragged his paws on the floor, and when the dog touched you trying to take your socks off, it passed on to him. "
Cliff turned to the hamster and sat down on his rump.
He was actually surprised to hear something like that. "Wow... that's actually... pretty cool."
"Yeah, you learn something new each day." Geo smiled.
"Ya got that right, Ham." Charles agreed as he rubbed his nose to soothe the pain.
"Sorry 'bout yer nose, dog." Cliff petted the dog on his head.
"It's fine, cat. Besides, it's not the worst thing that's happened ta me."
An incident was brought up where Charles and Lily were in the same bedroom together.
"It's more embarrassin' actually. So, it was all normal at first..." Charles narrated.
The dog was sleeping like a sweet innocent angel, being lazy as he would any other day. Lily was inside her crib, struggling to free herself from the crib for seconds for what seemed like minutes for the lazy white canine.
The struggling lasted for a good half a minute until the infant had hatched up a little plan. She wanted to find out for herself if she could somehow manipulate that animal in the room to do something for her. But she thought to herself. Does the dog have a slight increase of aptitude to know how to open up a gate or will he just lay there like the lazy yet docile dog he is? Either way, there was only one way to find out.
She tried to get Charles' attention as she waved a chocolate chip cookie in her hands. Who knows where that junk food came from? Wherever she obtained it from, it was still bound to tempt most animals, especially common house pets.
'Doggy!" the infant uttered as it grabbed the canine's attention for a brief moment.
"And then, that kid had a delicious lookin' cookie."
Charles had the eyes of a cookie as he started to slowly drool on the carpet floor, wagging his short little tail in the process before Lily gave the salivating animal an instruction.
"Open!" She pointed at the latches of the baby crib.
"I had no idea what ta do from there. I couldn't resist eating that thing, but ya guys know me well enough that I had ta go for it."
The canine walked over to the latch to the crib and unlocked it with his paw as the gate fell open soon after the infant pushed on it. She tossed the junk treat into Charles' wide open mouth before munching on it vigorously.
"And then, it happened."
A few seconds of no change in action swooped past the two characters before Lily took off her diaper rendering her completely naked behind the dog before she grabbed the canine as she dragged him into the baby crib, equipping the musky diaper on the poor dog.
She would soon jump out of her crib before she locked the crib back up, trapping the diaper wearing animal inside as she wandered about in the nude, giggling for what she's done.
Cliff and Geo snickered to themselves as they still paid their attention to the dog. "Sounds like someone had a rough day." Cliff smiled as Charles looked to the feline unamused.
"Who knew that kid was so smart? I didn't see any of that comin' at all. And ya don't wanna know what those chips in that cookie did ta me afterwards."
"It's all a big mystery there, dog." Cliff said.
"Yep. Definitely." Geo added.
A second of silence passed in the house before Lori and Leni came down the stairs with clothes fit for a house pet. The seventeen year old carried a cotton sweater with heart imprints all over while the sixteen year old carried an inverted replica of the shirt Lori had along with two more pair of socks. The girls took notice of the pets sitting right in front of the furniture and gave off a good smile.
"Oh good, there you are, Cliff." Lori said.
"Look doggy, we got something for you!" Leni exclaimed as she presented the items to the white canine. "It'll look so cute on you!"
Charles gulped. He wasn't ready for something like this. As soon as the girls approached the animals, the dog attempted to make a run for it, only to hit the coffee table behind him before he fell down with stars floating around his canine cranium.
Leni grabbed Charles and held him tight in her arms as she equipped the clothing on the dog. Lori did the exact same action as the sixteen year old girl with Cliff as she smiled on like there wasn't a care in the world. They soon stepped away from the pets the second they were done dressing the pets up.
"These clothes are so you, pup, " Leni complimented. "We should totes like get another picture of them for our social media!"
"I agree, " Lori commented as she whipped out her cell phone once again. "Let's do it!"
The two sisters snapped a small series of photos, their camera flashes flashing every second or two as the pets covered their eyes to avoid getting temporarily blinded by the light. As they finished up, they both went back upstairs to their bedroom as they looked over the pictures on their phone, deciding which one to post online.
Cliff looked over to Charles as Geo rolled over towards the black cat. "Oh goody. As if socks weren't humiliatin' enough." he bluntly said under his breath before Walt flew into the scene as he wondered what the situation was. "Now we've got these shirts ta worry about!"
Walt flew to Geo, landing on top of his transparent ball. He sat there and studied the two pets' wardrobe before he snickered to himself as he prompted to ask about their attire. "What's with the clothes?"
"These clothes... are drivin' me nuts!" Cliff answered the canary as he blankly stared into the cat's eyes.
"Yeah, but look on the bright side." A pause took place for the yellow bird before he grinned to the two animals with a smile. "At lease we don't have to wear them!"
Charles answered the canary through his intelligent logic. "Yeah, cause these clothes wouldn't even come close ta fit the two of youse!"
"Lucky youse." Cliff added as he squinted his eyes.
The white canine started to itch now, due to the shirt being uncomfortable. He scratched his back with one of his hind legs to no avail, but it didn't work out. "Ugh, these darn clothes are makin' me feel uncomfortable. I can't even scratch where I need ta scratch!"
Geo and Walt glanced at each other for a brief
"Not even your own butt?" Geo asked.
"My butt's rarely even a problem." Charles answered, before he dragged his rump across the carpet floor a couple of inches just to prove a point. "Ahh, that feels nice... "
Walt cringed. "Ew. That's lönda gross."
"Well, it's all natural for us dogs," Charles reminded.
"Cringe all ya want. Nothing's bound ta change."
"Yeah!" Cliff added as he walked funny due to the socks still on his hind paws. "What are we gonna do now, what with these clothes that makes ya itchy, uncomfortable and everythin'?"
"I can't get 'em off, cat!"
"Neither can I!" Cliff remembered what he did with his front two paws as he glanced at them for a small amount of time. "By the way, the front paws are the easy part. Just take 'em off with your mouth."
"Oh." Charles said. He bit down on the socks on his paws and pulled on them upwards with good force, eventually slipping off as they flew airborne for a quick second before landing right in front of the pets. "Makin' progress!"
Walt and Geo decided to sit back and watch the show unfurl as the hamster whipped out a small bag of popcorn whilst the canary whipped out a cup of soda to sip from. Depending on the situation, it was their prediction the result would be somewhat hilarious.
Cliff looked at the clothes he's currently wearing, thinking on how to extract them off of their fur. "Now for the rest of these clothes. They're the major problem. "
The cat tried to wiggle his hind legs again to shake the socks off whilst Charles bit the sleeve of the shirt on him, attempting to rip it off with little to no success. The dog later tried to remove the socks off his hind legs as he wiggled them in hopes for them to slip off as he walked funny around the living room. After seconds of struggling to try and remove the clothes, the two animals stopped to catch their breaths as the canary and the hamster subtly giggled at them.
The dog panted for a small period of time from exerting his bite force on the cotton shirt before the black feline did the same thing after being too tired from trying to get the socks off.
"Hoo boy." Charles said. "We need some help."
"I'd never thought I'd say this but, same here, dog. " Cliff said.
Charles turned to Walt and Geo. "Bird, Ham..." He noticed the two eating popcorn and drinking a beverage as if they were sitting at a theater, enjoying a movie They stopped as soon as they noticed an slightly irate dog talking to them. "Oh, I see what this is. Ya think this is entertainin' ta youse, huh?"
The canary and the hamster stared blankly at the canine before they both glanced towards each other as they threw away their snacks and drinks, pretending like nothing ever happened.
"What do you mean?" Geo smiled before the bird looked up to the dog.
"I'm just really thirsty." Walt added.
"Oh, whatever," Charles said. "Would ya please just help us get this garb off our backs?"
"Yeah, we'll help ya. " Walt obliged without any hesitation.
"We just need to head upstairs for something first. " Geo added before the two animals made their way up the stairs as it would lead them to the hallway. Charles turned to Cliff as he had an idea in case the two small pets didn't come back to their aid in time.
"Alright cat," he said with determination. "I think I got an idea, for at least the socks part. "
"What's that, dog?" the cat asked.
Charles sat down on his rump before he used his hind legs to scratch his ears. "Scratch yer ears like me."
"Gotcha!" Cliff tried his absolute best to mimic the dog's actions before he eventually got the hang of it seconds after.
"Good, now if ya can, bite 'em off."
"What now?"
The dog grabbed a hold of one sock with his teeth and managed to successfully pull it off before he looked back at the anxious black feline. "I'm talkin' about the socks, cat."
...Oh yeah." Cliff did the exact same thing, only it took him a little more than double the time it took Charles to extract one on his own. The two pets grew more satisfied with each strip of clothing they managed to remove on their own.
"It's workin!" Cliff said. "Now for the last one!"
"You're goin' down sock!" Charles softly growled before he lifted his other hind leg up presuming to scratch his other ear. Together, the dog and cat grabbed a hold of the last remaining sock on their paws and pulled on them at the same exact time. The cotton socks slowly slipped off as they flung across the living room in midair, before they landed on the carpet floor seconds after.
The dog and the cat were very satisfied now. At least now they didn't have to walk awkwardly anymore. But they were still not done yet. The one thing they had left to conquer was the shirts.
"There we go," Charles said. "Much better!"
"I couldn't agree more, dog." Cliff responded. "All that's left is these dumb shirts."
"Yep! Let's do this!"
Charles and Cliff took deep breaths, before they both simultaneously bit down on the cotton shirts, pulling on them as hard as they could with only a little bit of success to present.
Walt and Geo came back down the stairs with the canary carrying a pair of scissors with his feet. They approached Charles and Cliff as they were currently struggling as they attempted to tear the shirts off their backs.
"Okay, we're here!" Walt said, influencing Cliff to stop in the middle of pulling the shirt off. "You guys need some scissors?"
"At least it'd be enough to cut you guys some slack!"
Cliff stared at the two pets blankly for a small beat. "Okay. Pun aside, I don't think that's gonna be necessary, you two."
"Yeah! This pup's in the zone!" Charles muffled as he tried to tear through the clothing. It finally started to tear after quite some time. Charles grew more happy as the sound of the tearing emitted loud and clear, grabbing Cliff, Walt and Geo's undivided attention as they slowly opened their mouths. "Yes! Tear baby,
The three pets started smiling now. They finally knew that progress was being made with ridding the clothes as Charles tried to render himself completely nude. Cliff returned to doing the same thing the white canine did as he would soon finally free himself from the cotton clothing.
TEAR!
Charles' part was finally complete. He felt real proud for all that he had to go through to look like his old self again. He lifted his paws high in the air for a job well done.
"Freedom!" He exclaimed, before he looked down, covering himself below his waist as he smiled and blushed in the process. He finally started to scratch himself again as it relieved the itching caused by the shirt the girls made him wear. Cliff was almost done tearing off the shirt from this point. The black feline gave it one final pull before the cotton tore off entirely. Cliff was finally free from his shirt as well, also rendering the feline in the nude.
"Finally!" he said as he also scratched himself to relieve the irritation from the cotton clothing. He sighed in great relief as he rolled his tongue out. "Oh yeah... I've been waitin' for this for a while!"
"You can say that again, cat!" Charles agreed.
Few seconds later, the two animals finished reliving the irritation on their fur. Now, the four pets were faced with yet another problem. They all looked at the clothing Charles and Cliff tore off and thought to themselves in their thought bubbles that they think Lori and Leni might get mad at them for ruining their clothes they generously spent for them and instantly lose their trust the minute the two of them found out, thinking the pets are ungrateful after all the bonding over the years.
Charles and Cliff started to show remorse as they looked down at the floor.
"Guys, what have we become?" Charles sympathetically said.
"We might be horrible animals after all." Cliff added.
Geo interfered. "No no no, you guys. You know that's not true. "
"But... we've presented disrespect to our family for this." Charles drooped down his ears in shame. "Those girls were generous enough to get us somethin' and we just spat on it like it's a useless artifact."
"C'mon now. You guys need to stop beating yourself
up over this." Walt said.
Charles perked his head up, facing the three pets side by side. "As much as I really hate that shirt 'n those socks, we shouldn't be so unappreciative for all they've done for us. I mean... because of them, we got a roof over our heads, food in our bowl and everythin' else a pet needs to have a good life."
Cliff, Geo and Walt gloomily glanced at each other for a brief moment before they set their sight back on the sad canine. It's time to set things right in the household.
"You're right, dog." Cliff responded. "Let's fix this, for them. To show that we care."
"It's the right thing to do." Geo added.
"Agreed. " Walt concluded.
A few minutes later up in the bedroom interior of Lori and Leni, the two oldest teens were surfing through their social media accounts through their mobile phones. They were completely fixated on their screens as they noticed all the likes and comments they got on their pictures of Charles and Cliff in their garb.
"Hey Leni," The seventeen year old said, grabbing Leni's attention. "Look at all the comments and likes Cliff's gotten, literally over twenty five so far and counting! "
"Well, the puppy's picture has gotten over three O's!" Leni said with flair.
"You mean thirty?" Lori asked.
Leni hesitated for a small while. "Oh, yeah!" She resumed back to her phone before the two heard a meow coming from the front of the teens. It was Cliff and Charles, wearing the socks on their paws and the torn shirts on their fur, worn as if they were capes while they both smiled awkwardly.
The two girls gasped. "Charles, Cliff, What did you do?" Lori asked the animals in light shock.
Leni interfered her sister. "Lori, look at 'em! I think they rather want to look like superheroes!"
The two animals glanced at each other in confusion.
"Well, it does look rather amusing this way." Lori thought to herself. "This gives me an idea!"
A minute later, the pets found themselves in front of a fan, blowing on them to make the two animals look ever so majestic. Cliff closed his eyes as he basked in all the cool air while Charles stuck his tongue out as if he was going for a ride in a car. The two girls whipped their phones out once again, adjusting their settings to turn off their flashes before they got their phones in position to take the picture.
"Ready pets?" Lori and Leni said simultaneously before the two animals responded back with a happy attitude.
The two took the picture on their cell phone. The results came out nice for the two of them as they commented on their photos.
"That's literally perfect. "
"O-M-Gosh, that is totes cute!"
Charles and Cliff looked at each other as they gave low fives.
NEndA'
A/N: Whoa, ten stories already! months in and I'm honestly having so much fun writing these one shot stories on the Loud Pets. You're probably wondering why Charles, Cliff, Geo, and Walt are able to communicate with each other instead of just the normal sounds they make. It all started when I was writing Watterson Down (doesn't tie in to this series btw and haven't gotten back to it ever since this became a thing) and my good mate Omega Ultra gave me a recommendation to give the pets the ability to talk in order to understand thoughts better to avoid too much detailing of my story. I honestly felt weird about it at first but I soon adapted to this idea overtime, so huge shoutouts to him.
Hopefully I can keep this going as I drop a new story about the Loud Pets perspectives each week or two and don't forget Tm always open to any suggestions you have as long as it's friendly.
See you all next time, and for those who read this, thank you all so much!