Sissel |
So Missile, you've really been the star of
the show lately. |
Lynne |
Mr. Popular! Just don't let it go to your
head. |
Missile |
Don't worry! As long as I have Miss Kamila
and you, Miss Lynne, you're all I'll ever need! |
Lynne |
Well, you've certainly been living up to
your name, Missile. Ever since the day we met. |
Sissel |
How did you end up living with this
critter anyway, Lynne? |
Missile |
"Critter"? What's that supposed to mean?! |
Lynne |
Hmm, let's see... I met this little guy...
maybe two years ago now? At Pet Shop Bocci. |
Missile |
I remember! I'd just been born and was
only a tiny ball of fluff back then -- I didn't even know
my left paw from my right. |
Lynne |
As for me, I'd just joined the police
force. My life had totally changed... and I needed a
friend. |
Sissel |
A friend? |
Lynne |
Yeah, for Kamila. I was going to be
pulling a lot of late nights, and I thought she might get
lonely. |
Sissel |
Ah, so that's why you decided to get the
little doggie. |
Lynne |
Um, no... not exactly. |
Sissel |
Eh? |
Lynne |
I actually went to look at the birds.
They're so small and their voices are so sweet. |
Missile |
Birds are for the birds. Look away for one
second and they'll fly right off. |
Lynne |
Fish would've been nice, too. Pretty
little tropical fish swimming around in a big aquarium. |
Missile |
Forget about fish. No matter how beautiful
they are, you'll get sick of looking at them eventually. |
Sissel |
Careful there, Missile. Your approval
rating is tanking. |
Lynne |
In any case, I was convinced a dog was a
terrible idea. I wasn't going to be home much, and they
have a lot of needs, right? |
Missile |
But think about it! Even when I did bite
the hand that feeds me, it brought us closer together! |
Lynne |
That's easy for you to say... Anyway, I
completely skipped over all the dogs in the store, as I
recall. |
Sissel |
So then... how? How did you end up with
this hooligan? |
Lynne |
Kamila fell for him -- hard. This little
guy was in his cage, staring at us through its bars with
this pitiful look on his face and tears in his eyes. |
Missile |
In my defense, I was a bit desperate. |
Lynne |
The lady at the shop took him out of the
cage, and then... |
Sissel |
And then...? |
Lynne |
He suddenly jumped up on my coat, sunk his
teeth into the badge on my chest, and tore it off. |
Sissel |
What the...? |
Missile |
Back then, I loved pulling off buttons,
and I'd never seen such a big button before... So I went
for it! |
Lynne |
That wasn't a button! |
Missile |
I'm sorry, Miss Lynne... I was a bad
doggie. |
Lynne |
You left two little bite marks on it. But
I wasn't angry -- you just made me sad, because that badge
means so much to me. |
Sissel |
So then... how? How did you end up with
this ruffian? |
Missile |
Sissel, I've been letting you speak your
mind for the last few minutes, but... |
Lynne |
When he saw that I was sad, Missile
quietly came over, gave me back my badge, and started
licking my hand. |
Sissel |
Oh... |
Lynne |
That's when I realized... even if he
couldn't speak, he could still understand what I was
feeling. |
Missile |
Miss Lynne... |
Lynne |
Since then, he hasn't once bitten into any
of our stuff. |
Missile |
Because I decided then that I would never
let anyone or anything make you or Miss Kamila sad, ever
again! |
Sissel |
Heh. Even though that was the very first
thing you did? |
Missile |
You didn't need to go there, you know! |