015 ♐ Video ♐ Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on

[codename_duchess]

[Friends Filter (if you think you're on it…)]

[What has two thumbs, a martini, and post-coma consciousness? This guy.] You can stop worrying, I'm back. What'd I miss?


[Sometime later, filtered to dog owners]

Hey Barge people with dogs! I need to talk to you. I'm on a mission from - well not God, I guess Coyote? - and I could use your help. For the next couple of hours I need enough dogs to fill a freaking kennel, and Kazak's big but he's not, you know, multiple animals. Plus Rogue already knows him and I need to hit her with a tidal wave of new cuteness.

And don't worry, I just wanna take them to visit her. So what do you say, guys? [It's unclear whether he's addressing the owners or the dogs themselves.] Are you in?

Comments

[deadly_ned]

I think so. He seems down for just about anything.

[Digby, ever quiet, is only resting his head on the Piemaker's lap]

[codename_duchess]

Not you, him.

Are you sure he can't spell?

[mistconduct]

[Over a chorus of loud yapping]

Of course he can't fucking spell!

[Treat! He said treat! omg!!!]

[codename_duchess]

He and Kazak might get along. See? [Archer holds back his communicator a little and a gargantuan St. Bernard noses his head into the picture, looks at it, and gives a lazy bark in greeting before proceeding to happily drool on Archer's arm.]

[codename_duchess]

He can totally spell!

[deadly_ned]

I think Kazak would dwarf Digby. But Digby doesn't bite anyone. He's very mild mannered.


That's...a lot of drool for one dog.

[codename_duchess]

So is Kazak unless you have a gun. Aren't you, buddy? Yeah.

He's a lot of everything for one dog.

[deadly_ned]

Was Kazak a trained police dog?

[codename_duchess]

He's a trained secret agent.

[mistconduct]

He's a dog, he can't even read!

[deadly_ned]

I thought you were the trained secret agent.

[codename_duchess]

I am! But he is too. I mean we both are. That's how we met, he was smuggling microfilm about nukes in Afghanistan. Or Uzbekistan, or some Stan.

[codename_duchess]

He doesn't have to read to be able to spell!

[mistconduct]

He's a dog.

[deadly_ned]

...I don't think I understand your life quite as much as I thought I did.

[with_my_teacup]

['I consume without tasting! I am hunger! Treats? Or ball, I shall play ball! Wait where are you going?']

I'm sorry to interrupt but exactly what are you talking about?

[codename_duchess]

Guess what, me neither.

[routemistress]

[Iris is just going to send Elvis and Solace over to Archer's. They're totally in.]

[codename_duchess]

Yes! A dog who can spell!

[codename_duchess]

That defeats the purpose! You're supposed to slow down and chew your food.

I just told you I'll be right back!

- We're having a conversation here, do you mind?

[codename_duchess]

[Kazak heralds their arrival with a "woof" and Archer opens the door, immediately looking down at the German shepherds.] Hi guys. And lady.

[with_my_teacup]

About what. In a supervisory capacity I feel I should ask.

['I was talking to him pack leader leader put him back? He has a ball!']

[codename_duchess]

Bacon and existentialism. And fetch.

Is it cool with you if we play fetch?

[routemistress]

[They grin happily up into his face. Elvis and Solace communicate constantly, finishing each other's sentences indiscriminately.
Came alone.
Know where you live.
Know where everyone lives.
HI KAZAK HIII HII HIII
Does he have Frisbees?
Cats?
We like cats.
We're good boys.
Barbara has cat.
She's our friend.
We're good boys.
We gonna play?]

[with_my_teacup]

Yeah. Sure. Okay.

['We go! We go! I shall find you!' As Partner flips out and starts jumping in front of the door.]