/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

I want to hook a leash to Jelly's collar and take her to the local Petco. I'd force her to crawl around on all fours and would only respond to her if she communicates through barks. If she's a good girl, I'd even let her pick out one toy. But deep down, I have one goal. To meet up with a fellow dog owner in the store and force Jelly to make friends with the stranger's companion. After a bit of mingling, I'd snap my fingers in a particular rhythm, and Jelly would look up at me, horrified. Due to her extensive training, she would recognize what the gesture means. Attack. My eyes would meet hers, and she would know I was dead serious. She would close her eyes, take a deep breath, and imagine the endgoal. The praise. The new chew toy. Her eyes would open again, full of determination, and she would relentlessly maul the dog in front of her, the owner looking on in horror as she tears it to shreds. We'd quickly make our exit as I snag a plush squeaky isopod from the shelf. We'd enter the car and speed off. I'd look over at Jelly in the seat next to me. Despite being covered in gore, she'd show no sign of horror. Panting, she'd shake her nonexistent tail, shivering in anticipation. I'd smile, pat her head, and hand over her new toy, proud of her for being such a good girl.