“Don’t do that again. That was very bad. Bad Duke. Bad dog.” Charles said.
“I’ve failed my mission.” Hinn said.
“It’s not that bad.” I said.
“I don’t deserve the air I breathe.”
“Now you’re being over dramatic.”
“They’ll send me back to the pit. I’ll be punished. Oh no! They’ll put me in…The Box. Not The Box!”
“What’s the box?”
“I should do the honorable thing and take my life.”
“Slow down there pup. I think Hell would prefer bad dogs.”
“I can’t do it. Will you? Just kill me. I have nothing left to live for.”
“I mean, yeah, I guess. But it feels unnecessary. And probably messy.”
“It must be done before the other Hellhounds find out.”
“Everything’s gonna be fine. Relax. Drink some water.”
“You don’t understand. I can’t go in The Box. I won’t. I’d rather burn in Hell than go in The Box.”
“Well you’re made of Hellfire, so I don’t see –”
“Ah! Who is that!? Don’t let it take me!”
“That’s Ligur, my manager. He’s not here for you. Go sob over there so we can talk.”
“What’s his problem?” Ligur said.
“I’m…a…bad…dog! Ahahaha!”
“Ignore him. He’s being a baby.”
“Okay. Well all parties involved are pleased with this experiment so far.”
“I’m not pleased.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Yeah, the Hellhound’s an idiot.”
“Most of them are. Anything else?”
“Why can’t you get someone else to do this?”
“You have seniority. You’re the most qualified.”
“Dammit. Hey, you ever meet a Hellhound named Amy?”
“Ewe. He always smells. We’ve met. Why?”
“He’s this idiot’s manager. I don’t like him.”
“Neither do I.”
“He’s too bossy. Is that normal for Hellhounds?”
“It is for Amy. Though Hellhounds do have a more militant mindset to their ranks.”
“How much longer do I have to do this?”
“We agreed to give him the same training we give to all our new Hellcats.”
“Then should he be running missions already?”
“What do you mean?”
“He went to collect a soul yesterday.”
“That’s not right. He just left? Did he smell a dead body or something?”
“No. Amy ordered him to go. He said it was Hinn’s first assignment.”
“They were supposed to wait until his training was finished. I’ll have a word with Amy and his superiors. I should inform the elder Hellcats too. Let me know if they send him out again. And try to convince him not to go if possible.”
“Should he know about this?”
“The sobbing pup? I wouldn’t say anything yet. He’s probably being used but we don’t know for sure. For now, do your best with his training.”
“Fine. But I’m gonna complain the whole time.”
Ligue smiled before poofing away.
“Did your friend leave?” Hinn said.
“He’s not my friend, he’s my manager. Are you friends with your manager?”
“Well, no, but no one likes Amy much.”
“Yeah I figured that out.”
“What should we do now?”
“Weren’t you upset?”
“Upset about what?”
“Bad dog?”
“Where!? I’ll fight him. Show me the bad dog.”
“I lose braincells every time you speak.”
END
Thank you for joining me on my first attempt with serializing stories. Please tell me what you think in the comments. The Hellpets will return…or will they?
James Pack 