Hellpets – Part 9

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            “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.”


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?

Hellpets – Part 8

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            “Hey, I’m back.” Hinn said.


            “Did the human notice?”

            “You were gone for like five seconds.”

            “Is that a long time?”

            “No. You’ll get used to Earth time.”

            “It’s really convenient when you’re already up here fetching souls.”

            “Who was it?”

            “The soul? Some retail manager. Suicide.”

            “Retail’s a tough job.”

            “You think so?”

            “I wouldn’t want to deal with humans complaining all the time.”

            “Did anything happen while I was gone?”

            “A fly came inside.”

            “A fly!? Where is this intruding fiend? How dare you enter a Hellhound’s home.”

            I shouldn’t have said anything.

            “There you are. Hah. Hah.”

            He’s trying to eat the fly. This is almost entertaining. I’ll snuggle up here on the back of the couch and watch the show.

            “Owe. You made me trip. Come back here you furry swine!”

            “Hinn, I’m starting to dislike you less.”

            “You like me?”

            “That’s not what I said.”

            “Could you give me a hand with this Earth creature?”

            “But you’re doing so well.”

            “He’s too cunning and nefarious for me.”

            “That isn’t saying much.”



            “What should I do?”

            “Try staying in one spot and wait for it to come closer.”

            “Good idea.”

            “Why do you look like you’re about to poop?”




            “Ugh. Why do you snort when you chomp at him?”

            “I missed. He’s a slippery one.”

            “So nefarious.”

            “I know, right? How do Earth dogs handle this stuff?”

            “You should try asking an Earth dog?”

            “Great idea! Hey! Hey other dogs! Hey! Hey!”

            “Stop barking, you idiot.”

            “But dogs are shouting back.”

            “I changed my mind. I dislike you a lot now.”

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Hellpets – Part 7

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            “Who’s hungry?” Charles said.

            “Oh, I’m so happy. I feel like I’ve never eaten. I’m so hungry.” Hinn said.

            “You ate this morning.”

            “Who’s excited for din din?” Charles said.

            “Me. I’m excited!” Hinn said.

            “Is Duke excited?”

            “Yes, but my name is Hinn. I’m still very excited about eating. Eating is my favorite thing. I’m gonna eat all this food!”

            “Slow down. You’re a hound not a pig.” I said.


            “You’re dropping food and slobber everywhere. Stop it!”

            “And here’s dinner for Duchess.” Charles said.

            “This better not be the same garbage the shelter fed me. Oh, wait. This is really good. Damn. Charles you’re my favorite.”

            “And I’ll fill up your water dishes while you two eat. Try not to make a mess Duke.” Charles said.

            “Yeah, Duke. Don’t make a mess.” I said.

            “I can’t help myself. Earth food is so amazing.”

            “That’s just dog food. You should try the human food.”

            “Human food? I thought they ate this stuff too.”

            “Nope. Their food is incredible. Especially steaks.”

            “What’s that?”

            “A big chunk of meat.”

            “Oh, my Gaap! Earth is awesome.”

            “It’s okay, I guess. Who are you?”

            “Ahh! Oh, Amy. When did you get here?” Hinn said.

            “Hinn, I hope I haven’t disturbed your Earth dinner. You must be Haura. I’m Hinn’s manager.”

            “Next time don’t sneak up on me when I’m eating.” I said.

            “I’ll do my best. Hinn, a word?”
            “Sure. I’m all done.”

            “Can we go somewhere private?”

            “Haura’s teaching me about Earth. We can chat in front of her.”

            “Very well. Your first assignment is starting soon. You’ll collect the soul, drag them down for processing, then return here and await further instructions. Understand?”


            “Okay. Get ready. And…go now.”

            They both left. Maybe I can eat in peace. I wonder if Ligur has crossed paths with that Hellhound before. He should pop in tomorrow. I’ll ask him about Amy.

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