Prepurration
'Are you guys going to get your dinner or not?' Mommy screamed from downstairs. Mojo ran down the stairs while he drooled all over the carpet making the weirdest see-through patterns on it. He dug into his bowl and pushed most of the food outside. Dog food with chicken gravy wasn't a favorite but he did love food in all shapes and sizes. He finished his bowl and licked the spillage off the floor. He trotted like a fancy pony and sipped some water from the bowl, spilling most of it out, as usual.
'Isn't Archie coming?' She looked at Mojo. He lifted an eyebrow and looked at her blankly. She walked up with a plate of fish chops and placed it on the floor in the room. Archie walked towards it, sniffed it, analyzed it, judged it, cursed mommy for the 'okay' food, threw some attitude and finally began to eat.
Mommy walked back downstairs and put her slippers on while she fiddled on the phone.
'Archie!' She called out. She looked back into her phone as she put a leash on Mojo's neck.
'Mojo and I are going on a walk.' she walked out and shut the door. Archie walked out and came downstairs. He sat on the couch and switched the TV on. 'I'm sure she's out with the boyfriend. I hope the Blonde is having a tough time third wheeling.' he mumbled.
He finished his dinner and switched the TV off before heading to the balcony. He pulled the gadget out and flipped it around. He removed the lid from the battery space and placed the lithium batteries in it, that he pulled out of the litter box of his.
The gadget looked like a remote with the following buttons:
1. A huge button in the middle reading STOP (This was used to terminate the travel journey immediately and would bring the boys back home immediately)
2. Two buttons with the letter O in green and C in red, that was used to open and close portals to other houses, countries, timelines, galaxies, and dimensions.
3. Buttons with regular alphabets for them to give input which was used for specifications of their destination.
4. The last three buttons had the letters S (simulation), CN (control) and T (terminate). So they could play out certain events in a simulation that they could control, observe the consequences and learn from it.
'Where'd that mutt keep the cell belt?' Archie sniffed around, looking for their communication device. His ears twitched a little and he looked at the door. He heard footsteps, heavy panting and the 'woof' signals his partner gave. He pushed the remote into the litter tray and sat on it.
'We're home!' Mommy screamed. 'Awww, look at my kitty making poo.' she pouted at Archie.
He secretly blushed while he put his 'cattitude' on his little face.
Mojo rushed in while his leash swept the floor behind him.
'Purr' Archie looked at Mojo. Mojo looked from the corner of his eyes.
'Where's the cell belt?' He whispered. Mojo shook his head hastily. Archie widened his eyes. 'You're such a disappointment, blondie. What are you now? Pretty, dumb AND irresponsible?' he emphasized the 'and'. Mojo growled.
'What is it, you guys?' Mommy turned. Mojo twisted, bit his bum and growled a little more.
'The baby's having an itch.' she grinned. She began walking upstairs.
'Maybe if you used her absence to work than watch Netflix, you'd know where the belts are.' Mojo sat on Archie'sface.
'Purr off!' Archie slid away. 'I'm going to go upstairs and keep her busy. Find the belt or I'm tearing the Margot Robbie poster in your kennel when you're asleep.'
'No. You won't.' Mojo gasped and made puppy eyes. 'Watch me.' he walked towards their room.
'I vook for it!' Mojo cried.
Archie turned back and sighed.
'I'll look for it.' Mojo corrected. Archie walked away into Mommy's room to secretly stalk her love affair while he'd pretend to sleep beside her.
Mojo went around looking for it everywhere. He sniffed between the couch pillows, he looked in the balcony, he looked through his bone collection and even tried barking at the TV. How was the poor pup to search? His tail was such a distraction. He'd go about searching for it and would suddenly want to chase his own tail. Not to forget the stick he found under the couch which he began chewing.
He, disappointedly, walked into the laundry room, hoping to sit in a corner and bark about it. Something flashy shone by the bag they'd gotten from their stay at aunt's house. He went really close and sniffed it. He put his teeth around it and pulled it out with very little effort. He found two belts- a dog collar and a cat collar that had the same kind of bells that Mommy had gotten for them. The Morchie boys had secretly placed a communication mic that they could use to communicate with each other. 'I told you, Margot Robbie, I'd save you. I'm prince woofling!' Mojo celebrated. He ran back to the balcony and slid it into the pot. He proudly waited to show it to his brother.'
'Meowoof!' he made the signal only Archie could understand. Archie walked down slyly. Mojo gave him a proud yet calm face that actually made him look like he was pushing a small, silent but extremely smelly fart out.
'All set for the night?' Archie asked.
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