Best Friend — A Short Story

One of us

Some think I’m lazy, and I suppose they’re right. I sit around most of the day, doing nothing productive in my life. On rare occasions, I move from the living room to the kitchen. Or the other way around.

So what if I’m lazy? It doesn’t affect anyone else. Really, I don’t see the problem. It isn’t like I’m idle all day. I get up and about, eventually. Usually, I wait for my friend. Other times I do stuff on my own. But I get up to be active. I’m like anyone else. I can’t sit around all day, just most of the day.

Besides, the most fun I have is with my friend. He’s always got something exciting planned. I mean, sometimes I’m annoyed by his persistence, but most of the time I’m eager. Especially after my afternoon nap. He’s great, the best kind of friend out there. And I see him every day. Our bond keeps us endlessly entertained.

Sometimes we go outside to throw a ball around. Get the exercise he believes I need in order to be healthy. I’m a fast runner, so he’ll throw the ball far and I almost always catch it. We go until I’m tired. Not sure how he never is.

Sometimes we stay inside, like when it rains, and just run around the house, causing some mayhem. Or we just sit together and watch movies for hours. Occasionally, he’ll share the popcorn; he always hogs the popcorn. It can frustrate me, but eventually, he’ll cave and give me some.

Can’t say no to these eyes.

I’m always over for breakfast and dinner. I live very close by, so it’s effortless to just walk over. Sometimes I’ll steal some food from his plate. It’s a friendly laugh, at least for me. Then I’ll just lounge around his house for most of the day. We’re such great friends that he doesn’t have an issue with me staying there while he’s out working.

He’ll just say, “Be a good boy now, Spike.”

Then he’ll leave me to nap on the couch with a bone to chew on.

It’s a nice setup we have. I never wanted it to change. But the Alpha gave the orders.

Coated my teeth in our blood and then bit him, sealing the deal. I knew I could pull it off as an accident, so he’s not wary of me until the transformation begins. Then he’ll become one of us, my best friend, my target. Just like how I turned. The Alpha will be pleased with this one I found. He’s a suitable candidate.

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