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*Our story begins on a bright, beautiful day*
*We see Spike and Tyke sleeping inside their dog houses*
*Suddenly, Tyke's legs start twitching, he starts whimpering in his sleep as his legs continue twitching*
*His eyes shoot open as he lets out a triumphant bark*
*He looks down at his paws, only for his smile to fade as he sees there's nothing in them, he whines in disappointment as he sees this*
*Suddenly, Tyke hears an excited chirping sound in the distance, his ears perk up as he hears this*
*He rises to his feet and curiously follows the sound*
*Suddenly, he hears a voice in the distance*
??????: Ok, slow down, I'm coming!
*Tyke tilts his head in confusion, as he gets closer to the sound, he sees George and Junior walking down the street*
*His face lights up when he sees George, as he thinks that he's Tom, and he runs over to them both, yapping gleefully*
*George's ears perk up as he hears this, and he turns his head*
George: Huh?
*Tyke runs around George in a circle and licks his hand*
George: Oh, uh, hey, little puppy.
*George Junior chirps in confusion*
*Tyke looks at George Junior and starts to circle around him next, yipping to greet him*
*George Junior curiously examines the excited pup*
*Back with Spike, he starts to wake up*
*He stretches as he lets out a big yawn*
*He looks over at Tyke's doghouse, only for his eyes to shoot open as he sees that Tyke isn't there*
Spike: Son?!
*He gets up in a panic and starts to look for him*
Spike: Son! Where are you?!
*His ears perk up as he hears the sound of Tyke barking and George Junior chirping*
*He dashes towards the sound*
Spike: I’m comin’, Tyke!
*He finds George watching Tyke and George Junior playing together*
Spike: Tom? Is that you?
George: Who, me? No, I’m his cousin George.
Spike: Huh. You look just like him. Besides the tie and the hair, come to think of it.
*George rubs his arm as he lets out a nervous chuckle*
George: Yeah, I get that a lot.
*Spike looks at George Junior, who’s play-fighting with Tyke*
Spike: Is that a ghost?
George: Nope, George Junior’s a wisp.
Spike: A what now?
George: A little spirit. There’s a difference.
*George Junior nods and taps Tyke on the shoulder before zooming off*
*Tyke barks and chases George Junior off*
George and Spike: Wait!
*They chase after them as well*
George: Junior, come back!
Spike: Tyke, heel!
*They follow the kids all the way to the park, and at that point, Tyke finally catches up to George Junior and taps him with his paw*
*It’s George Junior’s turn to chase him*
George: Hold on!
*He starts to run after them, only to stub his foot on a rock*
George: AWOOO!
*Spike stares at him in shock and his jaw hits the floor*
Spike: Y-you were a werecat too…?
*George covers his mouth and then chuckles nervously*
George: Um, maybe?
Spike: Has everybody else in your family been a werecat at some point?!
George: Besides Tom, I wouldn’t know.
*Tyke and George Junior pause their running to look at George, and Tyke wags his tail in excitement*
*Tyke does a happy little howl of his own, he then pulls a ball out of his body pocket, and gives it to George*
*George takes it back cautiously and tosses it, and Tyke darts off to get it*
*When he comes back with it, George Junior gets an idea and takes the ball instead, he then throws it*
*George barks and runs after it*
*Spike raises an eyebrow*
Spike: I…wow. You and Tom really do have a lot in common.
*George turns his attention towards Spike as he holds the ball in his mouth and he drops it to Spike’s feet*
George: Is that a bad thing?
Spike: I mean…at least you’re gettin’ along with my son, just like Tom. He turned out to be a better puppysitter than I thought he’d be.
George: Aw, he did? He’s just a big softie deep down.
Spike: Yeah..
*George Junior flies towards Spike and looks at him with puppy eyes that look an awful lot like Tom’s, or George’s*
Spike: Uh…I don't know how to feel about the fact that he's able to do that.
George: Isn’t he just adorable, though?
Spike: Come to think of it, once ya get past the fact that it’s a cat makin’ that face instead of a dog, I guess it is.
*George Junior boops Spike's nose and flies towards Tyke to toss him the ball as well*
George: While the kids are having their fun, you wanna play some tug of war?
Spike: Is that a challenge?
*He pulls out a rope from his body pocket*
Spike: I'll have you know I’m the reigning champ at this.
*He tosses the other side of it to George and they cling to their respective ends of the rope with their teeth, growling all the while*
*Tyke and George Junior turn their attention towards the two*
*George Junior excitedly squeaks as he claps his hands together*
*Tyke yaps to cheer his father on, which briefly diverts George’s attention from the task at hand, and Spike forcefully yanks his end of the rope, sending George flying and he crashes right into a tree*
*George Junior approaches his father and peels him off the trunk of the tree*
*George lies on the ground, groaning in pain as his eyes spin around*
George: G-Good game..
*Tyke approaches him and licks George’s face*
*George shakes his head and wipes his face with his hand*
George: You’re kinda fun, you know that?
*Spike is touched by this*
Spike: You really think so?
*George stretches his arms out*
George: Yep. I can see how Tyke turned out to be such a sweet kid.
*Spike smiles at him*
Spike: Hey, you ain't too bad yourself. Nice to see that my pup has another uncle figure.
*George blushes*
George: U-Uncle!?
*He chuckles nervously at this*
*Suddenly, a squirrel runs past Tyke, Tyke growls at the squirrel and runs after it, barking at it as he does so*
*George Junior squeaks in protest and flies after him*
*George and Spike join in on the chase, running on all fours and barking, George Junior stares at this and gives himself a facepalm*
*The squirrel hides behind a much bigger squirrel that’s about the size of Tom; clearly, this is the squirrel’s dad*
*Tyke immediately turns tail and makes a run for it, and George starts to back away slowly, but Spike, on the other hand, is having none of it*
Spike: Outta my way, feather duster tail!
*The bigger squirrel growls at him, grabs him, and crushes him with his bare paws until he unfolds like an accordion*
George: Oooh…that’s gotta hurt!
*The bigger squirrel then plays music with the accordionized Spike*
*Tyke and George Junior stare at this in surprise, George Junior covers Tyke's eyes*
*The bigger squirrel then throws Spike over his shoulder and storms away with his son*
George: You alright?
Spike: Y-Yeah, that didn't hurt at all.. *He says, clearly lying to himself*
*George pulls him back into shape, and Tyke nuzzles Spike, whimpering in concern*
Spike: It’s alright. I’ve been through worse.
*George Junior flies towards George and angrily squeaks at him, wagging his fingerless hand at him*
George: Sorry, Junior. It was hard to resist.
*George Junior puts his non-existent hands on his hips, sighs, and then hugs him*
*George chuckles at this*
George: You are just like your mother.
*Spike's ears perk up when he says this, and he turns his attention towards him*
Spike: How so?
George: He’s got my Jade’s feisty spirit. I always admired that about her.
*Spike gets a bit nervous upon hearing this*
Spike: Uh…Where is she now..? *He asks in a nervous tone*
George: Oh, she’s just back at home, making potions as usual.
Spike: Oh, thank dog, I was scared for a second.
*George tilts his head in confusion*
George: Why?
Spike: Uh, never mind. Anyone want any treats?
*Tyke barks in excitement upon hearing this, and George’s tail wags in anticipation*
*George Junior snickers at this, George turns his attention towards him*
George: What?
*That's when he notices his tail wagging and he sighs*
George: I just can’t control that thing. How embarrassing.
*Spike takes out a bag of biscuits from his body pocket and holds it up triumphantly*
Spike: Feast your eyes! They’re extra-fancy ones I got from the store. They were real expensive and-
*Before he can say another word, George Junior opens his mouth wider than the size of his body and he eats it up, bag and all*
Spike: Wha-!?
*George Junior belches loudly*
George: Sorry about that, he may be my son, but he has my cousin's appetite.
Spike: I can see that.
*Tyke quite literally rolls on the floor laughing and George Junior giggles squeakily*
*George also starts chuckling*
*Spike rolls his eyes and goes off to buy more treats*
(The End)