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! |