besides, they make you look even better". "You girls never had pups before, so you can't judge me. But on the other hand, you're right; Puppies ARE the best thing a lady can ask for. And besides, through them, me and Charlie live on. (Sigh), Maybe I should have more; I always was a sucker for puppies!".

"Aw, I'm touched, Sasha", Bess remarked, "maybe me and Itchy should have some puppies, too. Their cute faces are worth the hardships." "Count us in, too", said Mishka and Courtney, giggling, "We also just love playing the role of midwives". "Okay, then it's settled. We're all going to be proud moms. Let's just hope the boys love it. Anyway, we should get ready soon. It's only a matter of time before the party starts, and I can't imagine what the guys would say if they see us like this. Where's the dresses?"

"Here they are, Sasha", Molly exclaimed, pulling them out of a closet, "and just look at these. They're of high quality; the finest cotton and silk blend, smooth to the touch, and bright, elaborate colors: all in four ensembles. And look at this, girls: he even got us matching gloves and fans! Whooee, David sure knows how to make a lady happy!"

"Wonderful. Let's try them on", Courtney asked. "Crikey, look at you Bess, you look stunning". "Right back at ya, sister", Bess remarked. "Hey, you lot, look at Sasha. She's one hot dog in hers. David must've made that one especially for you, Sash. You are the hostess, after all", Mishka mused. Looking at herself in the mirrors, Sasha spoke, "Shucks girls, I'm speechless. In these outfit, Charlie will practically drool all over me".

"Not if he sees you looking like a chicken, bawk bawk!", Bess said playfully, throwing a pillow at Sasha, with feathers sticking out of it. It fell apart on contact, sticking feathers onto Sasha's dress and causing her to let out an "Ahh!". The other canines fell to the floor, howling with laughter. "Oh, so you want to be pussycats now, do ya? Okay girls, you asked for it. Pillow fight!" Sasha, knowing they were just playing around, then threw a pillow at Bess, who threw one at Molly, who then threw one at both Mishka and Courtney. They were soon having fun throwing pillows at each other, one after another. In the middle of the fight, David overhears the battle raging on upstairs and decides to investigate. " What's going on in - ow!", he said, taking a pillow to the face and then falling backwards off the stairs. "Woooah, oof!" Landing on his back, he took off the pillow, saw birds spinning around his head, and went unconscious.

"David!", Sasha cried, " He's knocked out cold! Come on, you guys, bring him upstairs and quick!" "David?", his stepmother yelled, "Is everything okay back there, honey?" Sasha, fearful that she will come back here and discover him, cleverly mimicked David's voice and said, "Everything's okay, mom. Just dropped some boxes, that's all". She turned around to see her friends hauling David into the room. "Just give us a few more seconds, Sasha, and we're clear. Man, for a lttle guy, David sure is heavy", Bess said, dragging David by his sleeve. "You sure you don't need a hand with those, David?", his stepmom asked once more. "Positive", Sasha replied, "You have your paws-err, I mean hands-full already. I'll be fine". " Okay then. Don't get into trouble now, because I'll be out getting groceries. Later". "You got it", Sasha answered, letting out a sigh of relief as she saw the others dragging the boy in just in time. "Wait, did David say he was moving boxes?", his stepmom asked herself outside. "Ah, well, I'm sure he can handle it".

Bess suddenly felt sorry she started this pillow fight and immediately began licking him until he was conscious once more. "Oh, you're awake. You took a good smack to the face there, David. Are you all right?" "Yeah Bess. I'll do fine. My homework got me used to headaches. Anyway, if this is your idea of a-". David then noticed the room all in shambles and the dogs covered in feathers. "WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!!!", he asked. The girls' cheeks blushed a deep red at his question. Bess, unable to make up a good lie, then told him everything. "We're sorry. We didn't mean to trash the place up. But we just couldn't help ourselves", Mishka admitted, "We dogs just love to have fun". "Aw, no worries, Mishka. I used to mess this place up, too", David shared with them, " and believe me, this was nothing compared to what I did to it. (giggle), you guys look like you've just raided a chicked coop with those feathers on, hah hah". "Ha ha, very funny, David", Sasha said. "Anyway, this room can take on more than this. Besides, mom hardly uses this place, so I doubt she'll notice. But I'll clean up, just in case she does."

"No need, David, We'll do it for you", Courtney said, "This is our mess and so we must clean it up". But they were too late. The crew heard a knock on the door. Although David's mom was still at the market, Charlie and his pals have arrived, eager to bring their dates out to the party. "Aw, come on, there's only 30 minutes left 'til the party starts, and they're still not done", Charlie whispered to the others, "Hey David, you in there, buddy?" "I hear you, Charlie. Just give me a moment and I'll get back to you", David yelled. "Oh, crap! We're so dead if they see us like this", Molly barked. "Have any ideas, David?" "Let me see...(Snap) Bingo! I can let you girls use my room. You can take off the feathers once you're in. But hurry, or they'll get suspicious!", David pleaded. "Got it", they said, moving towards his room. "Go, go, go, " Sasha whisered to them. "And lock the door! Okay Charlie, you guys can come in now", the boy told them.

"Aw man, you look a bit beat up, little buddy. What happened?", Charlie asked him. "Long story. You guys look good in those tuxedoes. Anyway, please, help yourselves to some leftover dog food while I get Sasha and the others". "No thanks. We'll just wait", Itchy told him respectfully. After a quick moment, David announced, "Gentlemen, your ladies are done, and here they are!" Then the girls just walked in, one by one. "Hellooooo gorgeous. (Howl). Where have you been all my life? (Whistle). Hey beautiful", each mutt said as his date appeared before him. The girls just giggled. "Very well, now that we're all here, let's get out of here", Duncan said, wagging his tail swiftly. "And how are we gonna do that, Mr. Fancypaws?", Sasha asked him, waving her fan. 

" No sweat , love", Charlie assured her, "I got you covered". Just at that moment, the limousine driver arrived at the front of the house, honking his horn. "He's here. Let's roll! You first, girls", the boys told them. They and David went in last, the driver speeding off to the cafe as soon as they got in.

"Oh boy! This party will be a blast! Oh, and by the way, we have prepared something special for you babes", Charlie advised them."Oh yeah, Charlie? What is it?", Courtney asked. "We fellows are about to- ow!". Charlie gave Zak a jab to his already injured ribs, causing him to yelp in pain. "What was THAT for?", Zak whispered to his aggressor. " You forgot already? We can't tell them just yet, remember?", Charlie replied. "Oh right. Sorry", Zak apologized. " Well, what?", Mishka asked. "Sorry. We can't tell you. It's a surprise. You girls have to wait until we're there". They let out a sigh at this statement.

"Okay. We'll wait. Don't disappoint us now, boys", Sasha implored them. "Anyway, look at who we brought along. Meet the cafe's newest magician, David!" "Awesome!", the boys said. "So, you're good at this gig, kid?", Zak asked him. " Let's just say I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve", David joked. "Catchy", Duncan remarked, "and let me guess, you'll be performing at the party, eh?" "Or so the girls tell me", the boy said, the girls blushing hard at his words. "Well then. Let's hope you don't make everyone disappear, okay?", Zak mused, making the other dogs laugh. "Now there's an idea, but I won't", the boy countered. " We don't have much time left, everyone, so let's crank it up a notch. Hey, Johnson!", Itchy called the driver. " Yep?", he said. "Step on it, will ya?", Itchy asked. "You got it", Johnson answered, "Hold on tight, folks. We're in for a rough ride". He presses a button, and soon he drove through the streets like a hot knife through a stick of butter, with everyone saying "Yahoo!".

Just a few seconds later, the gang arrive at the cafe. "We're here, ladies", Charlie annouced.