Fiction | Cyberpunk
Dogg0 | A flash fiction story
94 of šÆ

Agh >> U aināt a dog. Quit lyin.
Dogg0 >> I am a dog! Ur the 1 whoās lyin. I thought u were a bounty hunter.
Agh >> Thatās possible. But u know whatās not possible? U bein a dog!
Dogg0 >> Well, thatās what I am.
Agh >> How would that even work?
Dogg0 >> Fine! U want me 2 say it? Iāll say it. I have a human body, alright? Itās in a pod somewhere, connected 2 the Aether. I got myself there, then I got a synthetic dog made 4 me, & Iām connected 24/7 2 the dog. I feel everything the dog body feels; when I move, it moves; when I bark, it barks; I am a dog! Now, will u do the job or not?
Agh >> Hell no! Thatās 2 degrading. I have standards.
Dogg0 >> What is that supposed 2 mean?
Agh >> It means I do jobs 4 ppl.
Dogg0 >> Wow! Ur a doggophobe! Wait till I tell that 2 every pet in Argon. Do u know how many ppl in this city r pets? Uāll be out of biz in a bark, bounty boi.
Agh >> Alright, fine! Iāll do the job.
Dogg0 >> GR8! Uāll take me at 2 PM. When u get here, say these specific words: āwanna go 2 the park?ā & u have 2 sound enthusiastic. Uāll take me 2 Green Heights. Thatās where all the bitches r. xD
Agh >> Fine!
Dogg0 >> Oh, & weāll play fetch!
Agh >> K.
Dogg0 >> And every time I bring the ball, uāll rub my belly & say āthatās a good boyā.
Agh >> Ugh. This is pathetic. How did I get here? I used 2 do cool jobs.
Dogg0 >> What r u talkin about? Iām the coolest dog ever! Iām a Corgi!

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