#yet his lady is extremely devoted to him & literally helps him walk when he struggles

[queer-ragnelle]

agravaine is just as charitable as “good” knights except he isn’t courteous like gawain so nobody notices. vulgate readers, you know.

[okimargarvez]

CUPID ROXY

Original title: Cupid Roxy.

Prompt: humor, fantasy, dogs talking.

Warning: talking animal.

Genre: romantic, comedy, supernatural, humor, friendship.

Characters: Roxy, Penelope Garcia, Luke Alvez, new dog (Dina), Lisa Douglas.  

Pairing: Garvez.

Note: oneshot 31 in Garvez collection.

Legend: 💏😘🐶🎈.

Song mentioned: Quiero vivir con vos, Tiziano Ferro.

Note: this ff is based on true story. It was born from a phrase of my boyfriend. My dog love him so hard, and, I’m a bit jelous. So, we were talking about the case that we would break up. And he said: “If you start dating someone else, I’m sure that Pippo would run towards me, if he would notices me at the other side of the street.” So, this what came out of it.

GARVEZ STORIES

CUPID ROXY

Things had changed in the last two months. The blond lady who answered the name of Garcia, or even Penelope, had never visited her again. Her disappearance coincided with the appearance of another human of a female gender, which her human, Luke, called Lisa. She, unlike Penelope, never devoted her any attention, indeed, seemed to want to keep away even Luke, keep him all for herself. She had managed to convince him that Roxy could easily survive alone, without a dog sitter or worse, Garcia. It was obvious to the dog that she was jealous of other women, just as it happened to her when Luke ate something that said it was not suited to her diet, but she longed for it.

She had brought a lot of patience, she had endured so much, but now Roxy had grown tired. The last evening spent with Garcia they had seen a movie, One Hundred and One Dalmatians, with many dogs among the protagonists. At the beginning Pongo and the female dog were able to find a way to be together making fall in love their two humans. For a whole day Roxy ponders how to use this information to her advantage, and in the end she gets the so-called flash of genius.

 -Luke! Come, soon!- a terrifying cry resounds throughout the house. The man rushes, stumbling and almost pulling his ankle, cursing himself for not having taken the gun, who is still in a drawer in the living room. The worst scenarios come to his mind. That's why he stays almost a good minute in silence, watching her girlfriend holding shreds of clothes and others scattered on the floor and on the bed. He is undecided whether to get angry or burst out laughing and he chooses the latter path. - There's nothing funny! It was her, your dog!- she says the last three words as if she were naming the devil itself.

-Roxy?- he can hardly believe it. Roxy is a dog trained for the worst war zones, she has never given a single problem, is a perfect daughter. -Why was she supposed to do it? - feeling that she was named, the dog reaches them, sitting on the threshold of the room, looking innocently at Lisa. But inside himself he thinks of something else. Do not you like change? Not even me. Luke crouches and puts a hand on the animal's head. -Hey, girl, you didn't do it, right?- Roxy barks, keeping her gaze fixed on that of her human. He caresses her and she moans, satisfied.

-What are you doing? Is it obvious that it was she, who else has access to this house?- the woman has no intention of letting go. And for a moment Luke feels the need to remind her that the apartment is his and she is an occasional guest. But fortunately something holds him back.

-Well, Lisa, if she did it. She had a reason. Maybe a squirrel came in through the window. She always loved running after the squirrels.- he gives her another caress. Roxy pleasure whistle. -I'm sure she's sorry for her gesture, is not so, Rox?- this time the dog is still, squinting slightly her eyes in the direction of Lisa.

-No, she hates me, but do not you see? She is looking at me in a threatening way!- Luke is tired. He's been back from just an hour, after a bad case in Kansas. The last thing he needs is get stressing for superficial and minimal matters like this.

He makes to get closer. -Come on, Roxy menacing?- the animal gives a gentle glance to the master, but as soon as Luke gives her back, she raises her lips, showing her teeth, without growling.

-You defend her! You prefer her to me! Your girlfriend!- the woman dodges it and leaves the room and then from the house, after taking her bag. He doesn’t even try to stop her.

-It will pass, right Rox?- he sits on the bed and she is getting ready to reach him, resting her head on his legs and sitting on her stomach, allowing him to scratch her belly.

 -Yes, the unsub has rented an apartment in a residential area... you are the closest. I send you the coordinates.- the person on the other side of the phone didn’t do any of her usual jokes, but he finds himself smiling anyway. Just hear her voice, regardless of what she says, makes him happy.

-Ok, Garcia, thank you- a double beep sounds in the ears of both. -Damn, I have a call waiting, can you wait a second?- he wonders who it may be. None of the team, otherwise Garcia would have say it to him.

-Don’t worry, I'm multitasking.- he laughs, pressing the call acceptance button.

-Luke, damn it, who were you talking to? Why did it take you so long to answer?- Lisa. He sighs. He begins to bear no more than to hear her say his name, pulls the u too much.

-We're trying to solve a case, Lisa. What is it?- he doesn’t try to hide his annoyance.

-Change tone, ok? It's her again, your dog.- he'll give her one more minute.

-What did she do this time?- forty seconds.

-She urinated on my bag! There were important documents. Luke, are you listening to me?- again. The man passes a hand through his hair and takes a breath.

-I'm sorry, but now I can’t take care of it. Send it to the laundry and check the bill for me, ok?- he notices that she tries to protest. -Seriously, Lisa. I have no time. I'm going to get the unsub. We'll talk later.- and he hangs up without adding anything else. -Are you still there, Garcia?- the machine's display is already set to the address she sent him.

-Sure. Rossi and Prentiss are going there. I'll put you in line with them.- feeling the clear voice of Penelope, after that rough of his girlfriend, is like a refreshing breeze.

 -So, what do you think?- Luke watches the woman lying on her bed. She wears the bare minimum. There is no room for imagination. The lace bra is so tight that he can’t understand how the hook has not already broken. And the combined garment is so transparent... and yet, despite the show that certainly doesn’t leave him indifferent, a yawn escapes him. Very serious mistake.

-Sorry.- he tries to say, but it's too late.

-Maybe if you had not gone to O'Keef, before you came to me, you wouldn’t be so tired.-there's a bottom of truth in what she says, but he doesn’t want to give her any reason, nor fight. In fact, he just wants to be able to rest. Lisa is tempting, but the pillow more. His eyes are closing on their own... she then tries another tactic. He feels her hand work on his trousers, first on the strings of the boots, then on the zipper, the button. She massages him, snatching some moans from him.

-Lisa...- he says, with the intention of stopping her and postponing the next morning, but the woman interprets it as a sign of pleasure and continues.

-Relax, love, I do everything...- he takes a bit 'too literally her. After a moment, he is blissfully snoring and dreaming of something similar, but with a different female actress. Luckily Roxy enters, barking and waking him up, otherwise he would have risked doing much worse. Like saying the other woman's name like an ecstatic moan.

 He walks with his hands in his pockets, his head down, pensive. He feels extremely lonely. It's the first time, he can remember, that Roxy is not with him running. What's happening to her? He hopes the vets can find the answer. When he left her there, just an hour before, he felt the need to cry, and it's not that he happens to do it very often.

-Dina, hey, stop!- he is so on the clouds that doesn’t immediately recognize the voice. A small brown and black stain touches his legs, darting like a rocket, in pursuit of no one knows what. A few steps back, a blonde woman arrives, breathless, who instead ends up on him. -Excuse me...- she says, then recognizes him. -Luke!- the same shocked look of when he gave her the anti-stress kitty. -Is not that... could you help me get her back?- he nods, immediately understanding the situation. -She is Dina.- they are walking fast, together, calling her in unison.

-It's a hell of a dachshund.- and she is comfortably sprawled on the shore of one of the many artificial lakes. Luke smiles, seeing his partner's shoulders relax and hearing her breath of relief.

-She managed to take off her bib by herself.- she explains. -If I had lost her, Kathrine would never forgive me...- noticing the man's interest, she continues. -I missed the evenings with Roxy- she confesses, blushing in such a genuine way that she can snatch another smile from him. -and some of my friends needed help, so...- she shrugs. She doesn’t look him in the eye anymore.

- Well, it's a very nice thing. You're perfect as a dog sitter. When you're with animals, it's like when you're in front of a computer. It's your element.- he also let himself go more than usual. Maybe he thought too much and now struggles to hold his tongue. Penelope finds the strength to lift her gaze up to the male one and so she notices his sweet expression, but at the same time worried.

-Hey, it’s happen something?- after having reset Dina, she puts a hand on Luke's shoulder, which feels a jolt. -You seem... weird- he doesn’t answer, then she starts to talk rambling as usual. -Well, after all, it's none of my business. I'm sorry if I bothered you and... thank you for helping me to recover Dina...- she tries to get away, but he stops her with a few cold fingers on her arm.

-No, Penelope, I'm sorry. Yes, something happened... I had to take Roxy to the vet.- she opens her eyes wide, alarmed.

-Roxy? What? What's wrong? Is she better now?- she floods him with questions. The dog barks, as if to participate in their conversation.

-I don’t know, what is it, she behaves strangely. I hope they can tell me...- he sighs, looks towards the grass, where he meets Dina's gaze, who jumps, trying to set in his arms. He helps her to reach her goal and Penelope is breathless in watching him while the dog as if she were a child, and she reciprocates by licking his entire face.

-Wow, dogs like you a lot, no?- she jokes, trying to lighten the atmosphere. Luke is grateful to her. He gives her a wink.

-And not only.- but he is referring to when, in the evening organized by Garcia in her apartment, after overcoming the trauma of the case of Ferrell, he met Sergio. -But you too, all animals love you.- even those human, he only adds in his head. She gives him one of her giggles. Then the phone in the pocket of his jeans rings. It's the vet. -Hello? Already? Sure, I'll be right there.- he gently lays down Dina and gives her a caress. -It’s the vets. Roxy's analysis is over, but they want to talk to me in person...- he's anxious. It is clearly seen. It's normal.

-Hey, come on, you'll see that everything will be all right.- looking at those dark eyes behind those lenses and that smile just mentioned, it is difficult to believe otherwise. He would like to have a shred of her positivity.

-I hope so.- he sighs. Doubt is stirred inside him. But eventually it yields. -Do you want to... accompany me?- he regrets suddenly. He hates looking pretentious. But she was the first person to come to his mind when he thought of making that surprise to Phil. He can’t imagine anyone else in her place. -If you don’t have any other commitments, I mean...- he tries to downplay the proposal.

-No, I mean... I just have to bring Dina back home. I would willingly, but...- here it is the but, it must have been there. -But would not it be better if you went with Lisa? I don’t know if she would be happy to know that...- she shuts up, because Luke starts laughing. -I said something funny without realizing? Sometimes it happens to me...- he is about to reassure her, shaking his head.

-No, no. It's just that... Lisa dropped me last night.- he doesn’t seem particularly desperate. And she is not able to come out with a partially fake "I'm sorry".

-Oh, great.- she says instead. Luke widens his eyes, surprised. -I mean ... great, in this way, at least she will not take it to know that I accompany you...- her delirium is the cry of a castaway without life vest. Fortunately, he has mercy on her. He accompanies her to Dina's house, where Katherine glances at her friend, forcing her to promise she will tell everything later, perhaps thinking that he is a suitor of hers. If she were alone, Penelope would laugh at the idea. On the man's truck, they both feel the need to fill the silence with anything.

-Do you think that maybe Roxy is jealous of not being your only girl? It would be the simplest explanation.- she speaks looking out the window.

-Yes, but... when she was with you she never behaved like that, right?- he asks for confirmation while his eyes remaining fixed on the road. They are ending up in rough terrain. He would not even look at her if he could.

-Sure, but I've never been a threat... I mean, she never saw me in this way. Even those evenings in which we were all three together, is not that...- he can feel her face turn red even without seeing it. He imagines her swallowing and biting his lips. -... that we were hugging each other or... things like that. Indeed, the third wheel, if anything, it was you! – she finds a way to out of it, with one of her jokes. In fact, more than half of the nights he'd returned after a case had been brilliantly solved, he'd caught them hugging each other and sleeping on the couch. Roxy loves Penelope and, obviously, hates Lisa. Not that she has ever done anything to establish any kind of relationship with his dog, even before the problems emerged.

Fortunately, after a few minutes they arrived. He always imagined opening her the door, but Garcia is too quick and self-assured. She is more agitated than he is. She loves Roxy, like any other living creature. Of course, having a girlfriend to shake hands, at a time like this, it would not be bad. But he can’t even demand this, from the blonde, as he is convinced that in a moment like this, she would give it to him. As soon as the secretary sees them, she directs them to the doctor's office.

-Good morning, Mr. Alvez.- they shake hands. -We have done all the possible investigations. From a physical point of view, Roxy is fit as a fiddle.- good news. -While from the mental one... we don’t know. She behaves in a strange way, as you said.- he pauses and stares at Penelope. -This is your girlfriend, the one that your dog doesn’t seem to bear?- both blush and hurry to deny.

-No, she's a friend.- Garcia is glad that he didn’t present her only as a colleague. The doctor nods.

-Would you like to do an experiment? I would like to see Roxy's reaction when she sees her. Maybe, Mr. Alvez, you could pretend to hug her, or something. Many don’t know it, but animals also develop jealousy and possessiveness, like us.- Penelope mentally exults, telling him with a single glance, I was right. They stand up and follow him. Roxy is in a cage too small for her size. The veterinarian stays at a distance, after having activated the automatic opening.

-Hey, Rox.- Luke says. But he lets the blonde approach first.

-Sweetheart, how are you? You made me worry so much, and Dad was anxious too. Penelope's voice would melt an iceberg in Greenland. She lowers, for nothing scared at all for a possible ferocious reaction of the animal. Roxy runs towards her, throwing her almost to the ground with joy. You came! I knew Luke would have to call you. I sent that other one away, it's no longer a problem. She barks, wagging her tail. Penelope, with difficulty, lets her go, standing up, for the second part of the experiment. Like a teenager on a first date, Luke puts his arm around the hips of Penelope and hugs her. Roxy emits some whine and beats her paws on the floor, leaning forward. Yes, like this! With her you are always happy, Luke, smile and laugh, with the other one you only occasionally yelling and doing strange sounds... The woman bows her head on the male shoulder and he puts a kiss on her hair. How long did he want to take off this whim? Roxy still jumps.

-Well, that's enough.- the doctor decrees the curtain falls. The show is over. Like robots, the two feds move away. Luke made her wear the bib as they move into the office. -I'll be frank. I think your girlfriend…- but the Latin interrupts him.

-Ex-girlfriend.- he is keen to specify. The vet holds a laugh. He studies non-human animals, but it is also evident in his eyes that there is something between these two or that there has been. And Roxy wants them to be together.

-Good, ex-girlfriend. I think she did something wrong with Roxy. With your... friend, she behaved in a balanced and perfectly normal way. She has no problem with the female figures, but only with that woman. If you don’t intend to come back with her, I would say that the problem can be said to be solved.- he notes how imperceptibly the blond woman is tending, waiting for the answer.

-No, there is not this possibility.- a hint of a smile. Then the men stand up, exchanging another handshake. -So, thank you, doctor. Really.- after paying the parcel, they go out. One of the two much more serene. The other, however, breaks out without warning to cry. He has never managed to bear to see her feel bad and he has already wasted too many opportunities to console her. -Hey, what's up? Penelope?- she keeps her face hidden in her hands. Roxy also emits some sounds of complaint to keep her company. Neither of them understands the reason. He brings the dog into the back seats and reaches her. -Penelope?- he tries again, hoping for more result.

-Go, Luke, leave me alone, it's nothing. Go ahead, I can go home on foot, or in a taxi...- why should she always try to drive him away? Why she doesn’t want to accept his help? Yet, did she forget what he said that evening? He takes her hands away from her face. Here, under his nose. Glasses’ lenses covered with salty drops.

-Penelope, it's me. You must not be afraid of being human. I'm here. Don’t deal with everything alone.- he has that puppy expression again, that on that face, on that body... She surrenders, throwing herself into his arms. With his free hand, he strokes her back. He doesn’t say anything, because nothing seems appropriate to him. When the sobs increase, he squeezes her harder. And not even an erotic thought touches his mind, although he can feel for the first time all those inviting shapes pressed against his body. He is too focused on her pain.

When she calms down, the first thing she does is to apologize. And then, she gets lost in an explanation only partly necessary. -It's just that... when we entered that clinic... I felt like going back in time, when... when Clooney... Morgan's dog... when they told us that the best thing we could do for him was accept that he was asleep. And... I was so scared that the same thing could happen with Roxy... and Clooney was old, but Rox... she's so young and fit...- she looks at the mirror, where the dog seems to look at her too. -I kept everything, but when we left, I couldn’t do it anymore...- she tries to calm one's breath. -I told you I'm a sensitive person...- she even tries a joke.

-Penelope, I told you, you don’t have to apologize for anything. I just hope I was able to make you feel a little better...- she hurries to nod. -So... do you want that I pick you home?- the woman nods, and goes back in the car. Once again, they remain silent, each lost to relive that scene that has just vanished. He parks, but this time he's faster and after opening the door, he accompanies her to the threshold. -Uh, then... good night.- the embarrassment is so obvious between them. They are not just colleagues, but they are not even friends.

-Night, Luke. And thank you.- she repeats, without specifying what she is thanking him for.

-You’re welcome.- he smiles at her. Then there is a commotion, and both turn around. It is Roxy, who has managed to open the car door and runs towards them. She doesn’t stop, crashing into the master, who loses his balance, clinging to Penelope. Only then, the dog sits, satisfied with her work. -Sorry, I don’t know what she does.- she shakes her head.

-There's no problem, nobody's hurt.- but the man' weight is crushing her against the wall by the door. And their faces are too close. This time he feels perfectly the breasts of Garcia pressed against his chest. He hurries to detach himself.

-Yeah. Night, Penelope.- and he goes away, before reacting in an indecorous way.

 -Hello, Garcia, what are you doing tonight?- extrapolated from the context the sentence may seem what is not. Like a gallant invitation. But in the tone of man there is the same embarrassment.

-Uh, no.- she remains a few seconds perplexed, turning the phone from one hand to another. -Why? Does it concern Roxy? Did something else happen?- maybe he wants to tell her that he's back with Lisa and now they are in love even more. She feels selfish to hope that it is not so. She should want Luke's happiness, she loves him, after all.

-Yes, it's about Roxy. She behaves strangely again, but... you should come here yourself to see, I don’t know how to explain it...- he glares at the dog, who hides innocently in front of her work of art.

-All right. Indian food?- a smile is painted on the lips of the man. She always keeps him on his toes, but in a second she knows how to simplify everything.

When she reaches him, a few hours later, the situation has remained unchanged. -Look.- he says, leading her into the living room. Tiny pieces of paper are scattered throughout the floor. Approaching and looking better, she understands that these are fragments of photographs. All portray the same person. Lisa. From her place, Roxy barks, greeting her. I am happy that you are here. What do you think? Luke didn’t use this stuff, I only did him a favor. It seems to her to grasp a certain complicity in the dog's gaze.

-But they're all...- she laughs, but holds back, wondering what Luke would think.

-Yes, but it doesn’t end here.- gently taking her by the arm, he makes her way to the bedroom. Roxy also follows them, curious to see what Penelope thinks. On the mattress are placed other photographs, this time perfectly intact. And the subject, indeed, the subjects, this time are...

-It's you and me!- she can’t just shut up this time. In some there is only her (and this raises the question: but when Luke took these photographs, without she realizing it?), in others they are together, alone or with the team.

-Yes.- the man sighs. -I think she wanted to see you and didn’t know how to make me understand. While, Lisa’ photos...- he shrugs. -This is a closed case.- Penelope nods, still curious about those images that portray her, but without the courage to ask for explanations. -Let's eat?-

Later, with full bellies, they both wonder why she is still here, but they don’t find one reason for which she should leave. Seeing that the situation is a little too static, Roxy decides that her intervention is still needed. These two don’t really want to decide to takes a step that they would be perfect together. Luke always smiles when he is with Penelope, and she looks at him as she looks at me. Without being seen, she can turn on the radio and start the CD that has been there since the last time it was turned on. She remembers that evening perfectly, one of the last ones spent with Garcia. The blond woman sang those strange words with a melancholy expression, and she listened to her voice happily, occasionally whining to accompany her. Feeling the music start, they both jump on the sofa, sitting at a safe distance. Roxy barks, forcing them to stand up to see what she is doing. Penelope instantly recognizes the song, it comes from a jazz record that Rossi gave her and that she forgot at Luke's home.

Quiero vivir vos, with all the honesty of the people at the front, I really feel that I will live with you...

-Your dog is really...- she can’t find a suitable adjective. Roxy seems to look at them innocently.

I want to give you everything and it will stay that way, because for you, if everything is now varied, it will never be the opposite again...

Luke nods. It seems that Roxy is doing everything to bring him in that direction to Penelope. Sure, for a year and a half she has bear his monologues on how many spells she had done, how much he wanted to find the courage to make a move... and his dog is different from the others, it's special (this is the thought of any master about his animal). But even act as Cupid? Roxy barks, as if to confirm his doubts, and gives him a paw, pushing him towards the blonde.

It's cold, it's so, so cold, so hold me tight and don’t talk if, I tell you that I know, in a couple of years or three, that I will live with you...

-So that is absurd, but it seems that she wants... that we...- he feels ridiculous. But on the other side there's her, Garcia, Penelope, and something has changed between them, out of that ambulatory.

-Let's dance, Luke?- she's not less scared or less embarrassed, but she says it anyway. He swallows, clears the distance between their bodies and positions one arm on her waist, and the other hand is intertwined with the female one. She does the same, resting her head in the hollow of his shoulder, where it fits perfectly, like a missing piece of puzzle. At one point, he seems to hear something, and sharpens his ears. Yes, Penelope is singing, in a low voice.

...but did you understand it or not? Quiero vivir con vos... con vos... ah...

And the strangest thing is to hear her speak in Spanish. But he don’t miss this opportunity, focusing on the nuances of that voice that had already bewitched him, like the sirens of Odysseus, but without deception. They sway, embrace and exist only them in the world.

Quiero vivir con vos, with the simplicity, of strong people who really are not simple...

Even the text of the song is not so random but fits perfectly between them. Roxy is good, perfectly silent, crouched in her place, enjoying the show in turn. This is the good time, meditates, beating the tail only occasionally, staying almost in time with the song.

I want to get everything wrong, if anything I will remedy and I want to lose you if I need to understand how important you are...

He was wrong. He had chosen Lisa, hoping to forget Penelope and it was useless. Even his dog had realized how futile that attempt had been. How different, how many smiles, laughter spent in the company of the blonde IT, between teasing and vegetarian dinners, yet, neither of them had never managed to take the first step and couldn’t even define themselves as friends.

Cold, it's so cold, so cold, so keep me tight and do not talk if, I tell you that I know, in a couple of years or three, that I will live with you ... but did you understand it or not? Quiero vivir con vos... con vos... ah...

And he follows the words of the song, squeezes her harder against him, he inhales the scent of her hair, which slightly tickles his neck. It saddens to think that soon all this will end, they will return to reality and... he would live forever at that moment, even if it means never discovering what it means to put his lips on the red ones of Penelope and then, make love with her...

I try not to think about it, but I miss you... I read you between the looks and... I miss you... and, irony helps me, but I miss you, a petal among others, that I will not forget...

How many times would he want to tell her, how often had he bitten his tongue? It was not enough to hear her talking through a telephone or a computer screen. He cursed the fact that she was never on the field at least as much as he blessed it. And if she were in danger, what would he do? He would lose his head, he, always cold and unperturbed. It is certain.

I need you... not only if I do not have you... ah... cold, it's so cold, so cold, so hold me tight and do not talk if I tell you that I know, in a couple of years or three, that I will live with you... but did you understand it or not? Quiero vivir con vos...

They both know that the record is making its last turn. For the last stanza she raises her head, and sings looking into his eyes. Luke doesn’t know how to interpret this gesture. But as expected, as soon as the music disappears, the blonde apologizes, grabs her purse and runs out, without even wishing him a good night. With his heart in turmoil, the man looks at Roxy and feels he has let slip a really important opportunity.

-So, girl, have you decided to play Cupid?- he sits on the bed, with the words of the song that still echo in the head. She reaches him. -But you know that your arrows are fake, because it didn’t work. You know what I feel for Penelope, but you can’t force her to feel the same. I know you love her too. Anyway, thank you. Lisa wasn’t the right person and... these moments with Penelope were...- he sighs and shakes his head. -Unfortunately, Rox, we must resign ourselves that not everything goes the way we want.-

 It's been over a week, and Garcia acts with him as if nothing had happened. Not only that evening that they danced a slow together, but also the outburst outside the vet. She's professional, kind, but nothing more. And he doesn’t even take it around anymore. One day he decides to take advantage one last time of his dog, informing her that now she is fine. In return he receives a light but sincere smile. Nothing more.

 But Roxy, unlike him, didn’t resign herself. Luke can also believe that the blonde doesn’t love back him, but he has never understood much about feelings and women. So, one evening while they are running in the park, she sees Penelope with another dog, small than her, but forgives the betrayal. She moves away from his master and barks in her direction. Hey, you don’t know me, but I know Penelope. She and my owner love each other, but they are stupid and don’t want to declare themselves. Would you like to help me? Dina loves looking at the telenovelas with her blonde dog sitter and responds enthusiastically. Sure! She is easily released from the socket, giving a tug on the leash, which escapes through the woman's fingers and runs towards Roxy. What do you have in mind? Both Luke and Penelope run to their dogs, but they are both much faster than they are. Have you ever seen a movie called One Hundred and One Dalmatians? We have to weave our leashes, running around them, so that they are forced to stay close. It will certainly work! In the eyes of all the people present, they are two dogs that are barking, but without growl. A child laughs, looking at them, and pointing them to his mother. So, did you understand? Now let's start again, and at the right time... Here are the two feds.

-Dina, bad dog, why do you keep running away?- the dog willingly accepts the lecture.

-I see you don’t seem to be able to stay close to me, you'll have to get used to a leash, like any other normal dog.- it's a fair price to pay for having Penelope in her house, and Roxy stops, while Luke hooks up her to one of the many gifts of IT. Are you ready? Now! Before they can even speak, the two dogs start again, each in a different direction, making them collide, and then, as established, run around them, so that the leashes intertwine around their legs and arms, preventing them from moving or step away.

-It seems that Roxy doesn’t want to give up, eh?- Penelope tries to joke. He gives a little laugh. These two are able to stay here until nightfall, without concluding anything, Dina says. You are right. They need... a push. The Belgian shepherd stands up on her hind legs and presses with both of the front ones on the back of the woman, who, unprepared and unable to restrain herself with her arms, ends up with her mouth on the man's. Less than a second, or almost, she comes off immediately. -Uh, sorry, I didn’t want to, really, I slipped...- why the hell she is apologizing? It was nothing and yet it was Paradise.

-Do not... do not worry.- why he don’t tell her that he really wants a lot, but a lot more? Why is he standing there, impaled, staring at her with that usual idiotic look? Again, they end up unbalanced, this time it is Dina's work. And neither of them moves away, indeed, they deepen the kiss, the eyelids are lowered, and the hands wander, to wander from the neck, shoulders, hair... when they come off, smiles reign and here, the eternal embarrassment. -Hey, Rox, you got what you wanted. Can you free us now?- the Belgian shepherd and the dachshund get ready to perform, running backwards. -So... now... what are we going to do?- what he would like to ask is what they are now, but it's already something that has been able to open his mouth.

-Uh, I don’t know... maybe we could...- he no need for his dog to give him another thrust, this time he takes the courage with his hands.

-Eat something and watching a movie on the sofa?- he proposes, fearing then that she is disappointed, maybe she would prefer a restaurant and a trendy place, but he is one of couch in the soul... and then he remember that she is Penelope.

-Yes, it's perfect.- and she's smiling at him like that...

-Really?– he needs confirmation. Although he seems ridiculous.

-Really.- they smile like two idiots. -So... see you later, Luke. I take Dina to her house and I'll join you?- and he likes the idea that she hasn’t asked him to accompany her, even if he would willingly, because a little bit of waiting will give him time to assimilate what could happen. Meanwhile, Roxy thanks Dina for the collaboration.

-Well, see ya.- she starts to walk, but hasn’t made three steps yet, when he calls her. -Ah, Penelope!- she turns, wondering what he wants to say to her. -I think it is better to avoid One Hundred and One Dalmatians or similar. It’s better an action movie, like Fast and furios?- both laugh, then Penelope comes back serious.

-We’ll see.- how beautiful is the melody of the future.

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