Tale of a Pup: Part Time at Retail

[Isabelle]

*later that night*


"No thanks, I really shouldn't let this one around alchohol." Izzy said, gesturing Rosie.

"Hey! Eh, that's true." She said looking at her feet. But she looked up again when her friend placed a paw on her shoulder.

"We'll be heading off back to the hotel room. Thanks for having us!" Said Isabelle with a appreciative smile.

"Good night!" Responded Rosie, sporting her own smile.

The two got up. They took eachother's paw, like they did so many other times today, and made their way to the hotel. The feline was humming to herself, poking at her newly won ribbon. The canine couldn't help but smile at her companion's antics. She had a question on her mind, something she had been considering all day, but now it felt like the perfect time for it.

"Rosie." Isabelle began, catching the cat's attention. "I will be continuing my adventure after today, I still have to find my Mayor."

"You mean Tortimer?"

Isabelle flinched at the mention of his name. She forgotten Rosie's experiences were contrary.

"No, not exactly, I'll explain that later." She said, she took a moment to recompose herself. "What I mean to ask is, would you like to come with me? I mean, as a prime I can-"

Her words were interupted by an abrupt bear hug.

"Yes!" Cried out Rosie as she squeezed her friend. "I will go with you!"

The force of the hug caused Izzy to lose balance and topple to the sand. Despite this, she returned the hug, gleeful her lonely days were finally over.

After returning to the suite, they took turns taking showers. With the rush of the day finally draining away, the weariness quickly took hold as they washed the sand and whatever other gunk they picked with their fur. As soon as both of them were in night gowns, they crawled into the water bed.

"Good night, Rosie."

"Good night, Izzzy!"

They drifted asleep together, holding hands.