I found it particularly hard to sleep that night. I could hear Queen Floofy Floofer's gentle breathing from her bunk above me, but it wasn't her that was keeping me awake. It was the weather. I could hear the rain pelting against the dome roof. I wondered what on earth was going on and it actually worried me a little. Some nights I was afraid of falling asleep. Afraid those nightmares would come back. The memory was vague now, but I still remembered bits and pieces of one particular dream in which I hurt Queen Floofy Floofer. It had scared me so much, but I had never ever expected it would actually come true. I still remembered her scream. Her shock to seeing the blood on her hand after feeling her cheek. It honestly haunted me. And now I had to live with seeing those scars every time I looked at her face. They were permanent. A permanent reminder of what my destructive programming was capable of when I wasn't in control. It made me shudder. A sudden bang of thunder outside made me jump awake. I was on the verge of drifting. I could hear Queen Floofy Floofer's heart racing. It obviously scared her and had woken her up. Her breathing was fast. She let out a soft moan when a bright flash of lightening lit up the dome. " Captain Chonkers... Captain Chonkers!" I heard her call softly. I sat up in my bed. She became anxious. " Captain Chonkers!" "I'm here Queen Floofy Floofer, it's okay!" I called up to her. She was quiet at that, but I heard her start to calm down. She shrieked though when another bang shook the windows. I heard her start to cry. She was a strong girl. But thunderstorms like this really scared her. I knew it was because of the circumstances of her parents death. I pushed back the covers and leaped out of my bed, crawling up the post to the top bunk and without saying anything I waddled over the bedsheets to her and climbed in beside her. She wrapped her arms around me tightly and buried her head into my cheek. "I... think I made Pudge mad but I don't know why..." she said sadly. I knew this wasn't the case, but in response I just let out a purr. It usually helped comfort her when I did that. The thunderstorm lingered for a while longer. Each time there was a bang, she jumped against me. I just soothed her with purrs. Eventually the storm passed over and became a distant rumble. The rain started to ease. She drifted off to sleep against me. As she did so I looked up to the pictures she had pinned up on the headboard of her bed. Lots of pictures of fat tourist butts, and that random sun-burned tourist guy that always dropped his ice-cream, but there was a new one on there now. It had been there for a while. It was another badness level chart she had drawn, identical to the blue one I had before. I'd put a big red cross through that one, cancelling out everything. I'm not sure what happened to it, but I'm pretty sure Queen Floofy Floofer threw it away at some point, or stashed it out of sight. This new one she'd made shortly after I'd been revived. It was green. But instead of the good/bad box indicators of the previous one, she had only one box on there. Permanent Good. I stared at it for a while before drifting off to sleep. It comforted me. More so than Queen Floofy Floofer would ever know. I woke up to the sound of Mrs. Doggo entering the dome the next morning. I could hear her hesitate, knowing that she saw my bed empty. Sure enough, her face peered up at us from the end of the bunk bed. I was still snuggled against Queen Floofy Floofer, who was sound asleep. I peered down at Mrs. Doggo. "Breakfast. Old Man Wong also called. The hut was badly flooded last night, so it's closed down for repairs. I won't be able to go back for a few days. I'm not sure if he wants me to go help clean up." I put two and two together. "Mrs. Doggo take us to hula class today?" She gave a nod. "Come down before it gets cold. Thicc Corgi's asking for you." She paused at that and looked at me. I tilted my head, confused. She remained there, staring at seemingly nothing before smiling at me. "Or should I say... your father is asking for you?" I thought back to yesterday, when she'd asked me if we were related. I laughed happily. Mrs. Doggo smiled at me and then climbed back down, heading downstairs. I laid my head back against Queen Floofy Floofer's pillow and stared up at the ceiling for a few moments before staring at her as she slept. Her hair was a matted mess and some strands covered her eyes. I reached across and gently shifted them so I could see her better. She'd always been a bed-head. She was almost eight and a half now. I'd met her when she was six. She'd grown a few inches and matured a little, but everything else about her was the same. She still loved practicing voodoo and watching old horror movies. She wanted to go see a new 'Wasp Mummies' movie that was coming out in a few weeks (she'd been obsessing over it actually) but Mrs. Doggo wouldn't allow her as it was PG-13. I said I'd take her but Mrs. Doggo said no 'pets' were allowed in the cinema. It annoyed me sometimes that I still had to play the role of a dog out in public, but I had no choice. Queen Floofy Floofer also had an interest in drawing now. She'd been somewhat of a 'psychologist' to me when I was glitching and drew pictures of my nightmares. I'd thrown half of those pictures into the river so we both have no idea what happened to them. Her artwork covered the walls of our dome. Most of the pictures were of me, but in them I wasn't stealing ice-cream or destroying buildings or sitting on old ladies. I was happy and laughing with our family. I really liked her pictures. A small snort interrupted my thoughts and I turned to see her gazing at me groggily. I smiled and pushed my nose against hers. She returned the smile and hugged me tightly. "Good morning Mr Blue." "Ahua sha Miss... um... Brown?" Queen Floofy Floofer laughed. "Pelekai will do," she said before she flicked me on the nose. "Something smells good." "Breakfast." I told her. She grinned and pushed back the covers, going to climb down. Instead I grabbed her and hoisted her onto my back before holding onto her with my extra arms and walking up across the dome roof before going down the stair well. Queen Floofy Floofer gripped onto me tightly. She absolutely loved it. When I'd first started training her to do this, she'd been scared, but after a few tries she got the hang of it and was able to trust me enough that I wasn't going to let her fall. Plus, she loved it, so that was a bonus. Mrs. Doggo on the other hand had literally dropped the dinner she'd been cooking one night when she saw us do this. Queen Floofy Floofer was very light for me. I would never let her fall. At the end of the stairwell, I jumped down and let Queen Floofy Floofer off my back. She ruffled my head and kissed my nose before we entered the kitchen. Sir Chonky was reading his newspaper. The front page had a big headline about something to do with the weather. My English wasn't that great so I couldn't make out anything else other than the words 'damage' and 'drain.' Thicc Corgi was over by the sink, reaching up into the cupboard. He was the only one dressed for the day. Shiba Chonkers was sitting beside Sir Chonky, rubbing his eyes and yawning. Mrs. Doggo also looked tired. I guess the weather had kept everybody up most of the night. When Thicc Corgi turned and saw me, he eyed me for a moment or so and then went back to what he was doing. Queen Floofy Floofer and I sat at the table. I was too small to reach so I had to use the stool every time we ate. Now that Queen Floofy Floofer was a bit taller, she could sit comfortably at the table and no longer needed an extra pillow to boost her up. Mrs. Doggo handed us our plates. "Mmm... kabchathi!" I commented. She sat down and watched me closely as I started to eat, as did Thicc Corgi. It was nice they cared, but honestly, they were so paranoid. Queen Floofy Floofer had started talking about something that was an obvious hint towards Wasp Mummies. I could see Mrs. Doggo roll her eyes, knowing what she was hinting at. "No Queen Floofy Floofer. You're too young." "But Mrs. Doggo!" "No buts!" She pouted. I felt bad for her and ate my breakfast. Some of the egg I was eating missed my mouth and fell across my chest before slopping to the floor. I could feel it stick in my fur. Mrs. Doggo just sighed as she saw this and everybody else stared. "Eh... oops?" She just shook her head at me. Queen Floofy Floofer was still pouting. By some bizarre coincidence, Thicc Corgi did the same thing a few moments later entirely missing his mouth. He looked down at his egg, now also on the floor. "I really don't think I'll ever be able to understand how that's possible," was all Mrs. Doggo commented about it, before going to fetch the dustpan. "Wasp Mummies?" Queen Floofy Floofer called out after her as she left. After breakfast was finished, Thicc Corgi and I remained in the kitchen. Queen Floofy Floofer had gone off to bug Mrs. Doggo some more and Shiba Chonkers had gone to shower. Sir Chonky had gone in to watch some television program about wigs. I had my head rested against the table, staring out into the living area at the TV. " Captain Chonkers?" I looked up "Ih?" "I have started working on microchip. Won't be ready for a few more days, however." I tilted my head. "Chip to go into Captain Chonkers?" He nodded. "Yes, as I mentioned yesterday. Will be benefit to both Captain Chonkers and to Thicc Corgi." "Okeytaka." Thicc Corgi gave a nod. He walked over and picked up my ear to stroke it a few times before rubbing the bridge of my nose and then turned to leave. He'd started doing this to me more frequently and I figured it was his way of showing affection towards me, rather than hugs or kisses like what Mrs. Doggo and Queen Floofy Floofer did. Queen Floofy Floofer came into me shortly after Thicc Corgi left. I looked at her as she sat down beside me and also put her head across the table so that she was facing me directly. "Well I'm out of ideas." "Wasp Mummies?" I asked, and she nodded. "Lo-lo head Mrs. Doggo!" I grinned. " Queen Floofy Floofer too young." "Well, I wish I wasn't!" "Vidla tam direx?" She sighed. "I guess I'll have to, unless I can find a way to get in there. You're old enough to take me, right?" "Eh..." I was actually only two years and two months old. I don't think Queen Floofy Floofer was aware of this. She often thought I was much older due to my level of intelligence. "Naga." She looked surprised. "You're not an adult like Mrs. Doggo?" I shook my head and laughed. "Course not. Captain Chonkers two." "But..." she looked confused. "You seem... so much older. Like really smart." I tapped my head. "Tinko tinko." She just stared. I elaborated. " Captain Chonkers fast mind. Think like super-computer. Mind mature, but still young." She thought about this for a moment, before seeming to understand what I meant. She sighed. "Guess I'll never see get to see Wasp Mummies," she said as she reached out and ran her finger along my claws. "Hey... so then, why did you offer to take me to see it?" I shrugged. "'Cuz Naanee wouldn't. Not 'cuz age." "Oh. Thanks Captain Chonkers." She smiled at me. I smiled back at her. "We have costume practice today," she reminded me. I nodded. " Captain Chonkers no be bad," I promised her, offering my pinky. "Be good." She looked at me sadly for a moment, before looping her pinky around mine in promise. "I know you won't be bad Captain Chonkers. You don't need to promise me." "Make Queen Floofy Floofer feel better," I told her. "If Captain Chonkers... ever bad. Is not him." "Hm?" she looked slightly confused. I pointed to my chest. "Meega. Never hurt Queen Floofy Floofer or be bad on purpose," I spoke slowly to get my words across as clear as I could. "If Captain Chonkers... bad. Is not Captain Chonkers. Like glitch. Naga daka zoocata." She just looked at me sadly. "I know Captain Chonkers," she said distantly. "I know that now..." I nodded, tightly locking our fingers in promise. "Never hurt o'hana. But never ever hurt Queen Floofy Floofer. Captain Chonkers promise. Captain Chonkers love you." She gazed at me for a moment but then nodded, pulling our fingers apart. Eventually she sighed. "What if Mertle laughs at me? Or starts taunting me again about what you did and it makes me so mad that I pound her? It hurts me Captain Chonkers. When she says those things about you." I reached across and took her hand into my paw. " Queen Floofy Floofer ignore. Not worth." She teared up. "You mean too much to me. I can't stand anybody talking bad about you. I just can't." I squeezed her hand. "Naga keeta shoota ti bak." "I know it doesn't matter what they think," she agreed. "But I care." I smiled at her. "No worry. We do together!" She gazed at me again, but then eventually nodded. "Yeah." She put her head across the table again. I could tell she was nervous. I wasn't the type to get nervous (I'd been designed to attack first, ask questions later) but I was still worried about her. I put my paw on her shoulder, before flipping my ears up and looking towards the window. The rain had started up again. "Choota." "I hope the weather is better for the competition," Queen Floofy Floofer agreed to my disdain. I hoped so too because I was really looking forward to performing with her. And this time, there would be no glitch to ruin it or turn her against me.