sitting down in her assigned room name planned out jouno's meal plans, making a different meal every day would be challenging but fun, it's been a while since names had a good day, she slept well last night and jouno has not barged into her room demanding her to do something so she had some relaxing time.
then it was ruined by the sound of crying, who would be crying here? investigating name stepped out of her room only to be meet by the sight of teruko bawling her eyes out.
over the weeks name has lived here she's learned that teruko is dramatic for the simple sake of being dramatic, teruko is strong enough that she would never cry if someone seriously injured her.
teruko would however cry if she got the simplest scrape on her knee or if someone she was torturing suddenly gave up, and looking at it the first option was the one going on.
name crouched down to teruko's level, "what happened?" name asked, to which teruko continued with her dramatic acts.
"I-i was torturing this g-guy and-d I t-tripped and scrapped my k-knee and t-then he d-died!!!!" teruko was bawling her eyes out.
"im sorry you had to go through that" name said, what she really meant is she's sorry to whoever had to deal with teruko's torture. "how about we patch up you knee?"
"I can't do that because the commanders here today!" teruko whined, the commander? name's never met that guy yet which is odd because he is the leader of the hunting dogs.
"and why exactly is that problem?"
"because he'll see my scraped pants, ask whats going on, and then think im weakkkkkk!!!!!!!!!"
name sighed, the hunting dogs were kind of like babies at sometimes, she turned around making sure her back was facing teruko and crouched down, "all right teruko hop on"
teruko stopped her whining, "what are you doing?" she asked, curious.
"hop on, ill give you a piggy back and we'll go to my room, I can patch you up and fix your pants then we can go see this commander, he'll never know and he won't think your weak" teruko's eye lit up and she gladly accepted a piggy back ride.
name carried teruko all the way to her room, where she placed teruko on her bed and quickly patched her up, then she started stitching the broken pants, name didn't have a sowing machine on hand so she'll have to hand stitch it but the good news is that she wouldn't have to ask teruko to take off her pants.
"you can sow?" teruko asked her while name was busy stitching, "yeah an old friend of mine taught me how to do it, I ended up really liking it so I took it and it became a hobby"
teruko suddenly frowned and it caught name off guard, did she make a mistake or something!? is this her end?
then teruko grabbed her nose and pulled upwards, "ow-" "what is with you being perfect with everything"
name would ask her what she meant but her noise was hurting from teruko pulling it, "first you do the impossible task of getting a broach that isn't even made in japan and some caviar that I know for a fact is very expensive, your good at cooking, cleaning, and now your good at sowing!?"
teruko pulled on her nose a bit more before letting go, name clutched her nose and thought 'why me'
"your like a housewife" teruko complained, before standing next to the door, it's always so amazing how teruko's mood does a 180 in a matter of seconds, "come on it's at least time I introduced you to the commander"
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tall....
this guy is really tall......
teruko had happily introduced name to the commander fukuchi, name's first impression of him was that he was tall and scary..it be a shame if name fucked up and said something stupid...don't you dare do it name-
the internal conflict in name's head came to a stupid stop
"you look like an angry chihuahua" oh crap, name said that out loud, teruko gawked at her. it was fair because name probably just sealed her death.
fukichi's face went kind of dark and teruko looked at name in sympathy, despite being gremlin#2 she at least said goodbye before name's death.
the suspense was killing name, which is funny because she'll be dead soon, name looked at fukuchi and thought 'oh please just say something!'
"name your...." oh dear gods that sounded ominous, his entire face was a mixture of blank and angry, this is the en- "absolutely right!"
WHAT, fukichi grabbed the cheeks on name's face squeezing them and pulling them apart while laughing, "were all kind of like animals here, im the chihuahua, jouno is a cat, tecchou is a rottweiler, and teruko...she's a gremlin"
teruko gawked a the sight of the commander pulling at name's cheeks as if she hadn't pulled at names nose not even 15 minutes ago completely ignoring the fact that fukichi had called her a gremlin.
"well you name..your like a newborn small baby dog thats stupid and hiding behind the tall dogs" is that supposed to be an insult? name got the feeling it wasn't.
"yes..yes sir!" name managed to get out which made fukuchi laugh again, he finally released her and name clutched her red cheeks.
the commander patted her shoulder, "name, I like you, make sure you do all of your work and you'll be the best assistant we've ever had"
name couldn't help but feel relieved and annoyed, she's the only assistant they've ever had and she's been working her but off. but if the commander of the hunting dogs likes her then she won't die.
soon after fukichi left the room leaving name and teruko, name sighed in relief, finally some peace and quiet-
suddenly teruko jumped on name's shoulders and started pulling on her ears, "ow, ow-" "how'd you get the commander to like you that quickly, you have to teach me!"
'what did my face do to deserve this?' name thought.
then teruko started bawling her eyes out again, screaming not fair not fair. oh great, another thing to worry about.
end chapter.
authors note: just going to tell you know, updates are going to be wild, like today you'll get this chapter but tomorrow you won't get a chapter but next friday you'll at least get over five chapters released at once, expect this as a cycle.
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