The Mafia's Dog Turned Pretty

Act like a Woman

"You don't slurp on soup, you sip it." Dante complains for the fifteenth time.

Cookie giggled mischievously, happy to see she could get under her master's skin.

"Alright, alright. I will do it well." She grinned holding the spoon in the posture Dante had thought her, she lifts it up gracefully to her lips and sips on the soup.

"Finally! You got it right." Dante exclaims relaxing on the dinning chair, an exaggerated sigh following afterwards.

"So... what's next." Cookie giggled clapping her hands excitedly.

"What's next... is that I have to catch my breathe, so I would be at the balcony."

He stands up from the dinning chair and was about leaving, when a certain someone got on all fours.

"What are you doing?" He stared at her puzzled.

Cookie cranks up her neck and stares at him, then simply said... "I also want to catch your breathe."

"You want to catch my breathe?"

"Do you know what.. do not answer that." He immediately said following up on his earlier question.

"I think I have the perfect thing for you to do and it would be more delightful than you catching my breathe." He utters excitedly, happy he could finally get rid of her.

"What is it?" Cookie asked her ears perked up.

"If you really do want to tag alongside me to that party, then you need to learn how to walk like a human. And so... I will play you a YouTube video and you will study it."

As he talks his eyes were on his laptop setting up the video for her. Once he had found the video, he played it for her and placed the video on the dinning table.

"Do. Not. Fail. Me." He pats her on the hair then walked away, not in the direction of the balcony but in the direction of the door.

Cookie stared at her master with a longing gaze, her cheeks puffed up in sadness.

"If I want to help master catch his breathe or follow him to the party, then I have to learn how to walk like a woman." She drawls placing a hand under her chin.

*I guess we would never get to help master catch his breathe or even tag along to the party.* Cookie subconsciousness concluded.

She watched the video wearily, trying so hard to pay attention to the skinny woman on the laptop screen.

Cookie suddenly slaps herself in a really hard manner. "I was a dog, a day before yesterday, and now I'm a woman. This alone is proof that I can be whoever I want to be. And I am going to walk like this woman in the laptop, besides.. how hard can it be?"

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Some minutes later........
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"Ouch." Cookie yells out as she sprained her ankle on her right foot.

She was wrong about learning how to walk. It was indeed hard, and she's definitely going to disappoint her master.

She sighs sadly standing up back on her feet, she breathes in and out, closed her eyes and then relaxed her whole body.

"Right leg first, then the left leg. Right, left. Right, left. Right, left." Cookie mumbles under her breathe. Cookie had already learnt how to walk, it wasn't perfect but she had definitely learnt how to not to crawl on the floor.

Cookie had refused to stop at only learning how to walk, she had decided to surprise her master by walking on a high-heel and for this reason, she sprained her ankle.

It wasn't walking that was hard, it was walking like an elegant woman that was the difficult pickle for her.

With an aching sprained ankle she tried walking in the hills continuously, paying no heed to the pain.

"Shoulder high up, hands on my waist, right leg in front of my left foot... then, walk slowly. Right, left. Right, left. Right, left."

If there was any onlookers to had grace the walking show cookie had on, they would definitely have a heartily laugh because she indeed looked funny.

Cookie knew her poised, stance or walk had no similarities with the lady on the laptop screen but an outing with her owner made her want to outshine the woman in the video.

"I will definitely get it right this time!" She said with much enthusiasm going to stand by the wall. She did her breathing techniques and was about taking her first step when a voice interrupted her.

"Who are you??" The voice asked.

Turning sharply to where the voice had come, Cookie's eyes were laced with pure joy when she saw it was Antonio.

"Antonio!!" She yells running over to him with so much joy, without giving him a chance to react.. Cookie jumps on his body and started licking his face.

"What.. what.. get.. arghh.." Antonio couldn't get a single words out of his mouth cause he didn't even know what to say or how to react to a big woman licking his face like some loyal dog.

"Cookie, what are you doing!!" Dante growls as he steps into his apartment, at first he was shocked by the scene in front of him but he knew he would have to react fast if he wants to save his best friend.

He quickly grabs Cookie by her shirt then rips her off Antonio's body.

"What.. what in the world is going on in your house! My God Dante!" Antonio yells out standing up from the ground, using his handkerchief to wipe off the spittle on his face.

"I'm still trying to figure it all out." Came Dante's reply as he walks past Cookie and slumps down on a couch.

"Maybe if you let me in on it, I could help figure it out. Also, I really need an explanation on why a full grown pretty woman just jumped on me and licked my face, like some dog."

Antonio eyes Cookie from the corner of his eyes, wondering if she had escaped from some crazy house and because his friend Dante is deep into womanizing, he didn't realize the girl he want to warm his bed is actually juggled up in her brain.

"You won't believe me if I tell you."

"Why would I not believe that you picked her from the streets and that you just found out that she is raving with madness." Antonio chuckled plopping down on a couch.

"I wish that was the case, Antonio." Dante produced a small tired laughter from the side of his lips.

"Then what is it?"

Dante sat up in his couch.. "What if I told you the woman standing right over there is my dog, Cookie."

Antonio burst into a series of laughter the moment those words left Dante's lips.

"Okay, now tell me the truth about her." Antonio said as his laughter diminish.

Antonio stares into his best friend eyes, waiting for him to also laugh.. and say, *Yeah it was definitely a joke.*

"No.. you've got to be kidding, right? You are joking...." Antonio stuttered a little bit. He stared at his best-friend who was having his most serious face on, he knows... his friend would never joke with that kind of face.

Antonio stares at cookie in an unbelief manner, "Hi." Cookie mumbles afraid her owner won't be to happy that she already revealed her true identity to someone so quickly.