I know I should concentrate on my other story. But I needed to write something funnier because there is too much drama going on in my life at the moment. =( Hope you enjoy this story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian’s POV Mikey always had some strange ideas, I should have known it. But I was surprised when my friend suddenly brought home a black dog with long ears. In fact the little dog rather looked like a rabbit. “He looked so sad when I passed the pet store. He practically pleaded me with his eyes to take him home with me. And I couldn’t resist.” Michael tried to explain. “I know you always have such a soft heart. Some day it will get you in big trouble. Anyway, as long as that hairy creature stays away from me, my clothes and my furniture I won’t comment on it anymore.” I sighed. I didn’t like that dog, but fuck, it was Michael’s pathetic life. I didn’t see or hear anything from “Brutus” (kind of a tough name for such a small dog) for a whole week. I almost forgot about Mikey’s new pet, when my friend suddenly knocked at my door. “Gee, it’s 8 in the morning!” I mumbled, not very good humored. Gosh, it was Sunday and I had been out till 3 in the morning. I actually met some guys that I hadn’t fucked yet. Yeah, there was a tourist group from Australia at Babylon. What the tourists want in the Pitts is still a riddle to me. But whatever, it was a great, but also a pretty exhausting night. I needed my beauty-rest because I still wanted to fuck the other part of that group. Since I was so unnerved I didn’t even bother to put on some boxer shorts when I opened the door. At least I wanted to shock the person who dared to disturb me. I was pretty surprised to see Mikey blushing like crazy in front of me. As if he had never seen me naked before! “What do you want?” I barked. “I have a problem.” He mumbled, trying not to stare at me. I smirked. Poor Mikey - he always could cheer me up. It was kind of funny (and good for my ego) to see that I still could make him nervous even now when he was in a long-term-relationship. “Wow, wow!” When I suddenly noticed that he wasn’t alone, my short happy moment was over again. That drooling dog stood next to him, waggling its tail as if it was very happy to see me. Great. I didn’t need another fan. Especially not such a hairy kind of fan. “So, your problem?” I asked while I suspiciously eyed the black monster that was sniffing on my leg now. “If he pisses on me, I will throw him down the stairs.” I threatened, but Michael only shrugged, apparently he didn’t think I was serious. “Brutus is the problem.” He pointed at the dog. “Great, I knew that this dog would be a pain in the ass. But that’s your problem not mine.” I was tempted to slam the door, but Michael started to whine. Over the years my small friend had perfected his whining, shrieking and wailing. It was driving me insane and at the end I was always doing what he wanted, so he finally would stop. “Okay, I listen.” I eventually sighed when I had the feeling my head would burst into thousand pieces. “Ben wants to go to that spiritual trip to Tibet with me. Three weeks we can live in a monastery, pray and find our internal peace there. But the problem is that dogs aren’t allowed in the monastery. I don’t know where Brutus should stay in those three weeks. Mom has that stupid coat allergy, Emmett and Ted are on vacation in Honolulu. Lindsay and Mel don’t want a dog near the baby. So I wanted to ask if…” “NO WAY!” Now I was the one who shrieked. “I won’t keep this drooling creature for three weeks!” “But Brian, please.” Michael made the same puppy dog eyes like the animal on his side. But I stayed cool. There was no way that I would give in. After all I had to rescue my furniture. That creature was surely not even house-trained. I mean, I couldn’t imagine that Mikey was able to educate a dog. He was way too soft and could probably not even yell at it. So I was sure that Brutus was the secret boss at his home. But then Michael started to whine and minutes later I found myself again with a dog on my couch. “Fucking fantastic.” I grumbled. My Sunday was officially ruined. I grabbed some clothes and got dressed at least, already thinking about this evening. Where could I lock in Brutus when I went to Babylon? As if the dog knew that I was thinking of it, it suddenly barked and raised a leg. “Oh no, don’t you dare!” I ran over to it and grasped it before it could water my expensive couch. Somehow I managed to bring Brutus to the park before he started to piss for real. Stupid me I thought it would be an opportunity to let him run around for a while. So he would be tired when we got home again. A sleeping dog couldn’t do much harm, could it? So I unleashed Brutus. I could not even blink when he had already disappeared. Okay, I wouldn’t have been very unhappy if he had never come back. I could live without him. But I was afraid of Michael. He would probably break down and accuse me of being an irresponsible coldhearted bastard. Somebody who couldn’t even take care of a small creature. Then the whining and wailing would begin again. And at the end I would be ready to go to the madhouse. No, that was not the future I was imagining for me. So I better went searching for Brutus. After several rounds through the park I finally found him. Unfortunately he was on top of another dog, obviously enjoying his life. Oh god no, I thought. I left him alone for a few minutes and he already made the dog ladies pregnant. “Brutus, shit no. Leave her alone!” I tried to pull him off. “Is that your fucking dog?” A voice suddenly shouted next to me. I looked up and was speechless at the sight of the blond angel that momentarily wasn’t staring very angelic at me. The young man seemed to be very mad at me or Brutus, or both of us.