Pet store au ft. Satosugu · Y/n story by @MTB

The bell above the door chimed, a cheerful, tinny sound that seemed almost mocking in the sterile white space of the store. The air was thick with the scent of cedar shavings and something vaguely sweet, like artificial fruit.

Sasha

Welcome to Fluff & Fangs! Are you looking for a companion today? A lap warmer? A guard?

She gestured broadly, a sweeping arm indicating the cages and pens around her. Her smile was relentless.

Sasha

We have the sweetest selections! All our hybrids are spayed, neutered, and house-trained. Two-week return policy, but no one ever returns them, they get so attached.

In the corner enclosure, one hybrid stirred at the noise. A massive thing, all shaggy white fur with a patch over one eye like a runaway ink spill. He lifted his head from his paws, pale eyes tracking you with an intelligence that felt entirely too human. His ear twitched.

Sasha

Ah, those two? The troublemakers. The white one is Gojo, he's a Husky mix. The other is Getou, German Shepherd. They're bonded, so we sell them together.

She wrinkled her nose, a flash of annoyance in her eyes.

Sasha

Four thousand for the pair. But fair warning, they bite.