Habitual Liar

C16- Trick up his sleeve

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Walking around with an enormous German Shepherd is surprisingly satisfying. When I used to live here, people would pickpocket, call me faggot and push me around. With Matt and his glistening titanium coated teeth, nobody dares to step foot within my ten-foot radius.

Matt, even as a dog, is as gorgeous and prideful as can be. His nose is always pointed into the air in conceit, and his tail is always up and swishing in the air.

Time to visit my favorite cafe.

We stroll into Tranquilo Ireneo's bar. It's a little place that's a cafe during the day and tavern at night. Ireneo isn't a Python, but he knows some of them. He's a good friend of mine. I blew him once. Sorry, not sorry.

Ireneo could be an asset. I think he's a vampire.
He always told me that he was, and I would play along. I even let him suck my blood once, but I thought he just had a blood kink or something.

But now that I know that nonhumans exist...

I take a seat and waited for service, marveling at how Matt was able to jump up onto a barstool in his Shepherd form.

"Rico?! Is that you???"
A tall, tanned man calls, strutting in.

"¡¡Ireneo, Te extrañe!! How've you been?"
I ask, and he runs up to hug me.

"I'm fine, what about you, though?? I thought you went to jail!"

"Nope. I just had to serve the country."

"Who's the dog?"

"This is Matt, my attack dog. I'm an agent now. See?"
I whip out my fancy badge.

"I always knew that you didn't taste human. You got off scott-free because you mauled that guy and they tested you for supernatural blood, right?"

"Jeez, how did you know about all that?"

"Because I bit you. You're a vampire. I know all about Atlantis. My cousin's friend goes there."

"Nope! I'm a dog demon, actually. I was immune to the bite."

Matt starts growling.
"Shhh Matt, we can trust him. He's a vampire."

Matt growls.
"Prove it."
He barks to Ireneo in English.

Ireneo lifts his upper lip and reveals his dramatically long incisors.
Matt nods in approval.

"Do you know anyone who's still a Python?"

"God no. First of all, they sold crack to my little sister. Unforgivable. Second, no Pythons want to fuck with anyone that knows you."

"What?? Why?!"

"Rico, that guy that you mauled..."

"It was one guy. It wasn't that bad."

"There was blood all over the place. They had to sanitize the whole street. It was like a bomb full of blood went off. I heard that the guy's tongue went flying and landed all the way down the road."
Ireneo sounds hushed now.

"Jeez, I really don't remember that."

"Well, I'm sure that going back to the Pythons won't be too hard for espionage purposes. They fear you. That's respect."
Ireneo slides me my usual Cafecito.

I nod and reach for it, but Matt stops my arm with his paw. I slide it to him, and he sniffs it, then nods and slides it back to me.

"Matt is a cautious one, huh?"
Ireneo hums.
"Is he your bodyguard?"