In Love With My Best Friend (Billy Unger)

Chapter 36

A/N: Hey guys so before I start the chapter, I just wanted to say, thank you for 27.86K reads!!! That is crazy! Thank you so much!

And get this- My mom says if we can get this story to 30,000 reads by valentines day, I will dye my kitten Oliver/Keek Keekerson pink! His picture is up above or on the side depending on what you are reading on. But your time starts now! Love you!

-AC🐴

I fix my hair and grab Diggs. There's a knock on the door and I open it to see Billy. "Sup Shorty." He laughs. "Hey Ungerrr." I say, dragging it out. He links our elbows and we start walking.

"So do you want to hit the dog park after this or something?" Billy asks. "Totally." I smile. Snickers is cowering on her leash. "Hey Chicken C'mon." Billy laughs and tugs on her leash. She doesn't move so he picks her up.

Diggs suddenly stops and looks at me expectantly. I groan and hoist him over my shoulders. Billy gives me a funny look. "What? He demanded it!" I shrug and stagger under the 75 pounds I'm carrying. We casually walk farther when someone squeals. "Look Mommy! It's Saphira and Billy!"

We stop and turn to see an adorable, blonde hair and blue eyed little girl. "I'm so sorry to bother you but you wouldn't mind taking a picture with her would you?" The mom asks desperately. "Of course not!" I smile and tug Diggs over. She pets him on the head and he licks her in the face. I kneel beside her and wait for Cranky Pants Unger to do the same. He kneels and pops her on his knee.

We all smile for the picture and dish out hugs. "Thank wo!" She smiles with her top front teeth missing. Then she runs back to her mom and she thanks us too.

"So cute I think I might throw up!" I mutter. Billy shakes his head.

The christmas music playing is really nice. Yes, it's december don't you know?

Anyways, I wait outside with the puppies while he goes and orders our coffee. He comes out 10 minutes later, handing me my latte. "Jeesh... How long does it take to get a coffee?" I laugh. "The line was for miles, plus I really had to pee!" He exaggerates.

"Oh you poor baby." I roll my eyes. He makes a face and we start walking to the dog park.

When we get there, i take Diggs off his leash and throw the tennis ball. He goes galloping off after it. "Drop it!" I tell him. He spits the ball out and I throw it again. "C'mon Chicken! Let's play!" Billy squeaks at his dog. He starts rubbing her tummy. Pretty soon Diggs flat out crashes and looks at me expectantly.

"I already carried you here! I'm not scratching your tummy!" I exclaim. He whines. I slap my forehead. Instead I throw his rope bone. He lights off after it, flattening a chihuahua, and running over an old lady in the process. That chihuahua pops back up and continues to be annoying. The old lady presses the button on her neck.

I hear sirens in the distance and look at Billy.

"Run?"

"Right."

We take off like our tails are on fire. We don't stop running until we are home, the doors are locked, and the blinds are drawn. "What the?" I hear and turn to see Blondie. "Sup Nialler." I smile, casually leaning against the wall. "I've so lost hope in this family." He mutters, walking away. "Yeah well you Irishman are so emotional! Has the bleach gone to your head?!" I quip back. Billy dies laughing. "Uh Saph, you're Irish." Billy chuckles. "Ugh!" I yell and karate chop the wall.

"Hey Billy?" I ask, holding my wrist. "Yeah Saphira?"

"I think I need to go see a doctor." I exclaim.

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So after a 2 movie marathon, Billy declares he has to leave. "Well Unger, I have to go ride Satan anyways, so I'll see you later." I smile. He nods awkwardly. Then he just hugs me quickly and ziplines away. Huh. Weird.

Today, I grab my Goode Rider jean breeches, Joles fox sweater, a kitty infinity scarf, a belt, and a pair of socks. I get changed, taking an extra 5 minutes to tuck in the polo. I grab my phone, boots, and helmet, before getting in my truck and driving.

When I get there, there's a news van waiting outside. "Hi Saphira Molloy?" A woman wearing a red pea coat asks. "I am." I reply cautiously. "So I'm from the Chronicle of the Horse and they wanted me to interview you. So do you have a moment?" She asks. "Um. Sure!" I grin.

"TAYLOR THIS LADY WANTS TO INTERVIEW ME CAN WE USE YOUR OFFICE?" I yell. She comes out. "Yeah." She replies, glancing at the lady. "Can I interview you too? You're also on my list." The woman asks. "I don't start my lessons again until 2:30. Go ahead." She sighs.

We sit down on the couch and wait for the questions. At the rate she's going, this may take a while.

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"Last question." She says slowly. Taylor yawns for the 80th time. We've been sitting here for an hour playing the get along game. "Oh nevermind! I got all of the questions!" She exclaims, giggling. "You're probably sick of me, so I'll get out of your hair. Thank you!" She says, standing up. I stand up with her, guiding her to the door. "Thank you!" I smile fakely. She wishes us luck and walks away.

"Saphira if I have to do that again remind me to stab myself." Taylor groans. I nod in agreement.

"Well. I'm going to ride Satan. Later." I say, getting up and headed to the stalls.

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"C'mon demon!" I complain, smacking him with my dressage whip as he cow kicks the wall. He lets out a buck in protest. "Hey Taylor." I say, pulling up. "What?" She asks.

"I think Satan's in heat." I giggle. She starts laughing. "C'mon you rat!" I whine as he kicks again. He refuses to go forward. I look at Taylor expectantly. "You know what you have to do." She nods. I groan, getting off of him and taking him to the secluded spot behind the arena.

Now I start ripping into him like Clinton Anderson on steriods.

When we're done, I'm sweating, he's sweating, it's rough.

"Alright dude let's try this again." I sigh, leading him back to the arena and mounting him again.

Perfectly behaved.

"I know you hate setting him straight and doing the groundwork, but he's part zebra! You have to do it sometimes!" Taylor calls. I just smile and slow him to a walk. Trainers always know best.

A/N: Guysssss. Idk I'm watching Doc McStuffins, and hard core procrastinating. Help me I think I've lost it.

Nevermind. I lost it a long time ago.

Long ago, just like the hearse you died to get in again,

Shut up Gerard.

THE LAB RATS EPISODE ON MONDAY WAS LIKE OMGOMG OMGOMG! I THINK 90% OF FANGIRLS DIED WHEN SPENCER TOOK HIS SHIRT OFF!

Vote if you watched and comment your favorite part of it!

Question of the chapter: Who's watching the superbowl? Who are you rooting for?

My answer: I'M WATCHING IT! At first I wanted Cinncinatti to go bc Ohio, but then they got out so then I was like "DO IT FOR BALTIMORE! GO RAVENS!" But they got out, So now it's the Patriots since my brother hates them!

But The Puppy Bowl is where all the action is at!

-AC🐴