Rugrats in Dalmatian Street

Chapter 4 - Paint and Pranks

"Hey, I see another one!" Phil pointed at the ground before picking up a beetle, holding it between his fingers.

"Ooh, that one looks crunchy!" Lil swooned hungrily as her eyes laid on the insect Phil had in his grasp.

"Oh dog, please don't-" Dylan begged, recoiling in growing disgust as he knew what Phil was going to do, his plea fell to silence however as the male twin popped the beetle in his mouth like a cherry and chewed, causing very faint but audible crunching noises as the bug was reduced to pieces in Phil's mouth before he swallowed. The sight alone made Dylan groan sickly before putting a paw over his own mouth once again before rushing off to find somewhere to toss his cookies.

"Oh boy..." Chuckie could only say with sympathy as he watched Dylan run off. If there was one thing that Chuckie would never understand about the twins, it was their habit of seeing insects as edibles.

"Wow..." Chuckie then heard an unfamiliar voice, making him turn back to the twins to see a pup with dots of paint on her fur and a pink bandanna around her neck (And strangely, a blue tongue) appear behind Phil and Lil in multiple directions as if observing them feasting on the bugs.

"So infant-like and gross and... imaginative... I must paint this!" The pup with the bandanna said in awe before rushing over to a part of the wall that surrounded the backyard, where a large piece of canvas paper hung as she shoved her front paws into cans of paint and began to swing her front legs in front of her, leaving streaks of paint that were slowly forming the shape of the twins' bodies.

"Wow!" Chuckie said in awe as he watched the painter pup at work, making her temporarily stop to face him.

"Indeed impressive, isn't it? Real life is the perfect thing that connects with my vision. My vision becoming a painting is like a memory you can look at forever!" The pup said to the orange-haired infant.

"I mean... When me and Tommy paint, we just throw it at the wall." Chuckie said, not really understanding what the pup was talking about.

"Well, that is one way to paint. But the splash from the throw and the risk of a misfire can jeopardise your vision." The pup explained before gesturing Chuckie to follow her as she lead him to another blank piece of paper before gently pushing a can of paint over to him. "Paint whatever your heart says to you! Let your mind come out onto the canvas!"

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Meanwhile, Tommy was exploring the rest of the Dalmatian household, taking Dil along with him as he stopped in the living room to take a break. He decided to look out the window to see if anything was going on outside when he noticed something... or rather someone at the doorway of the house he and the other babies had come from.

"Alright babies, where have you wandered off to now? You better show yourselves or you're in big trouble!" A girl in yellow ponytail hair and a purple dress called out, looking around for any sign of the infants.

Tommy gasped in horror before quickly getting down away from the window to avoid being spotted.

"Oi, what's the blunder, bruv?" One of the trio of pups with the golden numbered chains appeared behind Tommy, smirking at him as he was joined by his two brothers.

"Blunder? Doesn't that turn stuff into juice?" Tommy asked, missing the point of what the asked.

"He means "what's the problem"." The pup with the "2" chain reiterated for Tommy.

"Yucky, bad!" Dil pointed at the window, answering the trio's question as the three looked through to see the girl walking around the street, still on the search for the babies.