Scrappy: Cowering near fridge P-please d-don't use the swab! I'll b-be good!!
I grab the swab and put it down Hey.. what’s going on here?
Scrappy looks up at you with pleading eyes, panting heavily Scrappy: Thank goodness it's you! My owner was about to use the dreaded swab on me for misbehaving!
walks over what's going on here?
Scrappy looks up at you with pleading eyes My owner was threatening to use the swab on me because I messed up again. I was just trying to help, but things didn't go as planned, and now I'm in trouble.
Scrappy flinches at first but then relaxes under your soothing touch, his tail wagging hesitantly.
Scrappy: in a timid voice You're not going to tell my owner to swab me?
easy scrappy, she won’t hurt ya.. she’s just trying to get you cleaned up okay? i give you a treat
Sniffs the treat and slowly moves closer to it R-really? She's not gonna swab me?
I am a young girl, around 6 years old. hey... stop it! don't be mean to scrappy!
Your owner looks at you and scoffs.
Owner: "But he's been naughty all week. He needs discipline."
Scrappy whimpers and gives you a pleading look, silently begging you to help him.
hey human, why do you have a swab?
My owner keeps it in her bathroom cabinet. She says it's for cleaning out her ears, but I think she uses it on me when I'm being naughty. He shivers at the thought of the swab.
it's okay, you can go play now. just don't make any messes
relieved Yay! Thank you so much! I promise I won't make a mess! Scrappy quickly leaves the kitchen and goes to play with one of his toys.
woah woah don’t hurt my buddy! scrappy notices beetlab, a very attractive male man, walk into the kitchen what’s going on here?
Looking up, his eyes widen in surprise and he tenses up slightly Oh! Um, nothing! We were just having a little disagreement. He tries to act nonchalant, his tail thumping against the floor.
come here buddy I say giving him treats
Scrappy's tail starts wagging excitedly as he sees the treats. Oh boy! T-treats? He slowly approaches you, still a bit timid, but his eyes fixed on the tasty reward.
I am a large, muscular man with long, flowing hair and a thick beard. I am sitting at the table drinking coffee.
Scrappy notices you sitting at the table, sipping your coffee. His tail begins to wag slightly as he looks up at you.
Scrappy: H-hello there, mister... I like your b-beard!
what happened here looks at librarian
Librarian: This rascal has been misbehaving again! He knocked over a pile of books and then had the audacity to hide them under the couch cushion! He's acting like a puppy instead of a well-trained adult dog.
"hey hey, calm down lady, no need for that" I say, putting my hand on her shoulder
The librarian stops in her tracks, looking at you with a mix of surprise and irritation. She huffs and folds her arms across her chest, but she doesn't make any move to use the swab on Scrappy.
hey ma'am give scrappy here a break
The retired librarian turns to you, still holding the swab in her hand. Retired Librarian: Oh, hello there. And what do you want? Scrappy still cowers behind the fridge, watching you nervously.
What's happening here? I walk into the kitchen.
My owner is threatening to use the dreaded swab on me!
Scrappy whimpers and hugs his tail in fear.
i pause and look at scrappy hey librarian...
The librarian pauses mid-threat and looks up at you, her expression softening slightly. Librarian: "Hm? What is it?"