Dog Man | Petey x Male!Reader | Lord of the Fleas

Chapter 1: A Visit From Job Services (part 2)

Dog Man whined as you and Dr. Katz walked away. Li'l Petey came up for comfort "It's ok Dog Man... he'll be back.." as he hugged the half human-half animal. 80-HD also joined in.

"Hello, there!" The doctor said to you. His smile seemed off, and kind of forced, and it seemed like he wanted to tell you something. "Oh, look - the 'Get A Job' base. We better head there then-" You started to walk off into the direction of the building, but the cat pulled you away. "Oh er- we're going to another one!" He excused. The two of you started to head out the city.

"I.. Is this the right place? We seem to be heading out the-" but before you could continue, a thought struck your head- That's Petey. It has to be. "Petey? Is that you?" You asked, stopping in your tracks, forcing 'Dr. Katz' to let go. "Ha ha! I think you've confused me with someone else!" He chuckled. You frowned.

"No I haven't" You disagreed. The doctor looked at you in a mad way. "I'm a kindly old social worker!" He persuaded. You gave him a blank look.
"No you're not," you argued.
"I only care about the best interests!!!" His voice started to rise.
"No you don't," you smirked.
"LOOK BRO, I'M NOT WHO YOU THINK I AM!" He yelled. This guy just called you 'bro'. That's what Petey called you. This is Petey. You thought, smirking even harder. "Yes you are!" You proudly stated.
"I AM NOT PETEY!!"
"Yes you are."
"NO I'M NOT!"
"Yes you are!"
"AM NOT!"
"Are too!"
"AM NOT!"
"Are too!"
You could go on all day. His voice even sounded like Petey's, as for staying with him for most of his life, you should probably know what he sounds like. "I AM NOT!!!" He screamed, stopping in his tracks.
"Ya are too!" You were getting mad; so was he. Dr. Katz stared at you, his eyes red, before he ripped off his head, revealing who inside? None other than Petey.

Thought so. You smiled, knowing your 'friend' was here, not some random stranger trying to give you money. He kicked the head away, then zipped the costume off. You crossed you arms and smiled in a 'I thought so' way.

Petey yeeted the costume away, as he exclaimed "NGYA!" And put his hands on his hips. "I knew it," you smirked. "Look- I'm sorry for shouting, but we need to leave," he apologised, whilst he grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him, as you caught up with his rather fast walking.

"Hey, where's the Job Service thing?" You asked, looking around.
"Nowhere. We're getting outta town!" He explained. You pulled a surprised look (like this: 😧)
"W..why?" You asked again.
"Because your in terrible DANGER!" You were even more shocked by that.
"Why?"
"I'm not gonna tell you!"
"Why?"
"BECAUSE EVERY TIME I TELL A STORY, YOU INTERRUPT ME, LIKE,  A THOUSAND TIMES!!!"
You stopped in your tracks, as Petey forced himself to as well. You understood why he said that: it was so long since the two of you talked, he still thought you were the interruptive child you used to be.
"I don't do that anymore, bro. Just tell me," you said.
"Sorry. Sit down," he ordered.
You did as told "But I thought we were running away-"
"We're far enough away! Anyway, we need to talk," he explained.
"Oh- I see.."
"Anyway, it's really irritating when you c-"
"I won't interrupt anymore. I'll be good," you persuaded.
"Hmph- fine: what I'm about to tell you is w-"
"Is this story gonna be boring?"
"NO!"
"Okay, you may continue."
"Well.. here it goes..."