A/N: So. This is sort of a continuation that was inspired by another story/project I'm doing. I'm not starting this up again full force or anything. Just a random bonus chapter! This covers the original chapter and then continues it a bit btw…

Oh! And there's a reason this has terrible Eng-li-lish. You'll get it in a minute…I promise.

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Cain didn't like many people.

Cain liked DG. And very much disliked those she disliked. Cain tolerated those she liked but never got too close to them. He saw things in black and white – you were either on DG's good side or her bad side, there wasn't much of a gray area.

Except that's all Cain could see – black, white, and gray.

Because Cain was a dog.

And not just any dog. Personal protector dog and companion to DG. A job he took very seriously. If DG wasn't happy, then Cain wasn't happy.

But lately, Cain was annoyed.

His DG kept having strange men around. She didn't seem to like any of them and Cain didn't trust them. They would be introduced and many words spoken that Cain didn't understand and some would even try and hold DG's hand.

Cain didn't like that.

Almost as much as he didn't like when the strange men tried to pet him on the head. He tended to growl or nip at their hands. Didn't they know it was rude to pet someone else's head without permission?

But then one day Cain was running through the tall-and-confusing-tunnels-of-grass near the shining lake and palace when he met another strange man.

Except on second sniff he didn't seem that strange. Cain had smelled that man's scent before. And seen his image. His DG would make images like that man on her pad-of-squares with the stick-not-meant-for-fetching.

That's where Cain knew the scent!

His DG had a square of fabric that smelled like that man. When his DG was alone, except for Cain, she would pull it out and turn it around and around in her hands. Sometimes she would use it to wipe her tears too.

And then his DG called him back, making him forgot all about the new man until he came out of the tall-and-confusing-grass too. And his DG had made her invisible leash so Cain couldn't stop the not-so-strange man from coming any closer. She almost never did that.

Cain was very surprised. And then his DG had called the not-so-strange man Cain! Or maybe she was introducing him, he wasn't sure.

Anyway, Cain could tell that his DG was very happy and so he could relax. She even hugged the not-so-strange-Cain-man!

His DG never did that to strangers! He placed his paws on the man's chest and sniffed his face so he could evaluate him. He could not find anything amiss and so he contented himself with just going around the Cain-man and his DG in circles. The man hadn't even tried to pet him! Cain already liked this man more than the others, but was still weary. But then his DG let Cain-man hold her hand, and so Cain knew that that man must be a very good friend.

His DG even rubbed her nose to the Cain-man's face! Cain tensed and decided that he would need to keep an eye on this man. He would not want anyone to stay around his DG if they might make her unhappy, and she so very obviously liked this man.

And so a week passed and the Cain-man was still here. Cain noticed that the Cain-man and his DG did not show affection in front of other people. They waited until they were alone together in rooms, except for Cain of course.

And while this made Cain distrust the Cain-man, the Cain-man was slowly earning Cain's respect. He was always ever so nice to his DG. His DG seemed a lot happier with him around too. The Cain-man even helped Cain run off the other strange men!

In fact, that is what the two of them had just finished doing. Cain wasn't sure what the strange man had said, but it had clearly upset his DG. Cain was growling and about to bite at the strange man when the Cain-man stepped in. He hit the man back from their DG and led her away. Even Cain could tell the Cain-man was angry though he did not growl as Cain did.

Now his DG was arguing with the DG-mother and Cain knew better than to intervene. He looked for a spot to sit away from the loud words when he spotted the Cain-man sitting on a bench nearby. Cain padded over next to him and sat down by the Cain-man's knee, looking at him. The Cain-man was sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, fingers laced in front of him, looking right back at Cain.

"What do you think, Cain?"

Cain cocked his head considering him. He thought back over the past week and decided that he really did like this Cain-man. The Cain-man would keep DG safe and happy, and that was all Cain could ask for. Cain straightened when he realized that he wouldn't mind if this Cain-man petted his head.

He realized he trusted this man.

Cain slowly moved his nose towards the Cain-man's hands. He unlinked his fingers to show Cain his empty palms. Silly man, Cain knew he didn't have any food.

Cain stood up and stepped closer. When the Cain-man didn't move his hand away, Cain pressed the top of his head into his palm, closing his eyes and granting him permission.

The Cain-man's fingers hesitantly brushed through his fur.

Cain opened his eyes when he heard the Cain-man chuckle in disbelief. He was smiling slightly and began to really scratch behind Cain's ears. Cain tilted his head slightly.

Ooooooh, right there.

"He trusts you," Cain heard the DG-sister say from behind him.

"It looks that way…"

"So when are you going to announce your intentions?"

The Cain-man stopped scratching Cain to look at the DG-sister.

"What?"

The DG-sister nodded to Cain.

"He is a special kind of dog. He only trusts his owner and his owner's significant other." She tilted her head. "So…again I ask: when are you going to announce your intentions?"

The Cain-man remained silent for a moment. Then he looked down at Cain briefly before looking over to their DG, the small smile reappearing on his face.

"I'm sure with DG that it's not so much the when, but the how…"

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A/N: Can I just say – during this chapter I once misspelled dog with an 'n' in the middle? I caught it like 2 days later and couldn't stop laughing for a solid minute. Mature? I think not…