Creepy Old Abandoned Mansion on Phoenix Way, Saturday Morning

[justlurkinghere]

Derek had actually had three puppies stick around in his house after Thursday. Not that he'd wanted them or anything, but they hadn't gone away.

Or left him alone.

And they kept eating his food.

But today? Today there was only one puppy left. In the middle of the night, two of the puppies had left to go find a better place. Possibly some sort of Alpha herd of teal deer. And that got Derek's abandonment issues all up in a tizzy.

Which was possibly why he was allowing that last dog to stay. Even though it looked like a genetic experiment between a dog and a ball of cotton. It was just so fluffy.

He stared down at the dog, trying to will it into being something more intimidating so that allowing it to stay wasn't such a chore. The dog attempted to gnaw on his jacket in response. Look, it was a puppy. Puppies are about as smart as a very hungry rock.

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[locointhecoco]

"You're not very good at this, are you?" Pinkie guessed.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek glared at her in a way that said 'Yes, I am so socially awkward, it makes people sad to look at me.'

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie gave a long suffering sigh. "What are some names you like?"

[justlurkinghere]

Oh no, he wasn't playing this game. Nuh uh. "Dog works fine," he replied defensively.

[locointhecoco]

"That's not a name," Pinkie said. "It's like if even Donut Joe had to change his name from 'Pony Joe'."

[justlurkinghere]

"It's not ridiculous, at least." Dog or Colonel Poof Poof. It was just possibly between them a normal name could happen.

[locointhecoco]

"Everypony needs a name, Derek."

[justlurkinghere]

"Joe." YOU SUGGESTED IT. KIND OF. IN A WAY.

[locointhecoco]

"What do you think?" Pinkie asked the puppy. "Are you a puppy Joe?"

[justlurkinghere]

The puppy responded by trying to chew on Pinkie's tail. As puppies are wont to do.

It would never be the smartest dog...

[locointhecoco]

That's alright, Pinkie wasn't the smartest pony, either.

She stretched her neck down to peer at the puppy trying to chew her tail. "Aw, he likes me!" She looked back up at Derek. "I think Puppy Joe might be the winner."

That's right, Derek. Puppy Joe. That's what happens when you let Pinkie take the lead on naming things.

[justlurkinghere]

"Just Joe," Derek said, fighting the inevitable.

[locointhecoco]

"Joe the cutesy wootsy fluffy-wuffy puppy puppy!"