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Chapter Nine

"A Trip To The Vet"

By

Furry Sith Lord

School felt more like being a slave than how actually being a slave was. We needed permission for everything and were scolded for getting the wrong answers. The alphabet was annoying because I never needed to learn symbols before and they started to almost look alike the more he went on. Even Lyon was having trouble but he picked up on a few more than I did.

Next came recess where we were allowed to play outside for about 15 minutes before we had to return to class. It was great being outside after sitting in class for a few hours and it was a much needed break but I couldn't help feeling it was like a tease because it didn't seem long enough until we were back in class being tested on what we remembered.

Mr. Jon was using names to help us remember the letters. He would say a word that began with the same letter we were supposed to remember. By this time both Lyon and I had the same number of letters learned but it felt like the number of letters to learn were endless.

"You're both doing well on your first day, I know it seems like a lot but it really isn't. I have an idea," Mr. Jon said and he reached into his bag and took out a plate of brown colored squares that were wrapped with a clear wrap.

"These are called 'brownies' and they are a special treat and when each of you learns half of the letters in the alphabet you may have one to eat. Sounds good?" Mr. Jon asked but he gave the brownies a disgusting look as he placed them on his desk for us to see. Neither one of us had seen those before so we had no idea what they tasted like. All we knew was that they were brown colored which was the same color as dirt and poo. I wondered if they also tasted like dirt or poo and this made me not want to learn the alphabet.

"So what time can you see them?" Lou asked into his phone as the receptionist he spoke to checked her records. He had spent the morning researching for cub veterinarians and started calling around trying to get the earliest appointment. He had finally found one that would see them on such short notice.

The website described the doctor as an aging billy goat but he seemed highly recommended. The page described in detail his vast amounts of experience and Lou was sure he could help them tremendously.

"Yes sir, we have a spot open tomorrow at 9 o'clock." she replied. Lou groaned to himself remembering he had a 9:30 meeting with a client on the golf course. He wondered if his secretary could move things around so he could still attend both. He really did not want to leave the cubs alone with Leggo. It was not that he wasn't capable of handling the appointment himself, but as much as he loved Leggo, he also wanted to be a big part of their lives!

Lou remembered an incident when he was just a fawn and his tiny antlers were just starting to get ready to grow. He was about to enter reindeer puberty and was very annoyed it was not happening fast enough. He thought his father might respect him if he had become an adult instead of being a little fawn.

He was sitting in a chair reading a book quietly as his father sat behind his desk and his secretary spoke to him. His father always made sure he was nearby to hear how business was run but his father never seemed to mind what he was doing as long as he was not playing.

"There is a time for everything my son and you must learn to take the good with the bad," he had told him once. "What you learn now will make you a better businessman. You may not like it now but one day, you will thank me for it." his father told him. Thinking back he wished his father was still alive and even though he was bored out of his mind, at least he was able to spend a brief bit of time with his father. He would give anything if he could do it again. Even though he was a buck now he wished he could sit here and watch his father work. Even if it meant him being ignored, at least he would still be here and to Lou that would be enough.

"Sir, your son has a doctor's appointment at 10am tomorrow." his secretary read off the notes of his itinerary.

"Who is available to take him? The butler or one of our drivers?" his father asked her.

"Let me check the duty roster to see who's available. If I can't find someone do you want your schedule switched around to take him yourself or shall I cancel the appointment?" she asked as if she did not care how events unfolded.

Lou put down his book as he listened carefully wondering if this was the first time his father would actually do something with him otherside of work or yelling at him for not being good enough at everything.

"Sir? Are you still there?" the receptionist asked. and he snapped back from his daydream.

"Yes, I'm still here. That will be fine, set the appointment for 9 tomorrow." he replied and wrote a note to remind him to set everything up. He would cancel the whole day if need be because he refused to miss their appointment. That was one mistake he was not going to repeat! They may hate him for being strict but they will never be able to say my father never spent time with us or came to our appointments.

"OK you are all set for tomorrow at 9am, have a good day." she replied.

"You also." he said then quickly hung up and used an intercom to get his secretary to enter the office.

"Yes sir,"

"I need you to move things around, I have an important doctor's appointment tomorrow at nine so see if my 9:30 can be rescheduled."

"Right away sir," the young female gazelle replied. She shuffled off to complete her task and Lou never changed his stoic appearance but he was deeply grateful for her assistance.

We sat at the dinner table waiting for Master to arrive to join us before we could begin. Leggo was busy telling us about how boring his job as a security guard is. Lyon loved hearing about it but I was already bored because I could only listen to him telling us he was trying to balance a pen on his nose but so many times. Especially since he was trying to show us and he kept failing.

"Like this?" Lyon asked and I did a double take as he sat there with a pen perfectly balanced on his nose and some gum that Leggo was chewing dropped out of his open mouth as he stared at the white lion.

"That's my boy." Leggo beamed with pride and I raised my eyebrow as I looked at him and he hugged Lyon.

"What's all this about?" Master asked as he entered and carefully sat then put his napkin across his lap. He looked at me quickly then glanced at Leggo hugging Lyon and his face quickly flashed with displeasure then became emotionless.

"Lyon, show him what you can do." Leggo encouraged and Lyon began to balance the pen on his nose again. Master raised an eyebrow in almost the same manner as I had.

"Seriously?!" Master exclaimed and Lyon immediately sat upright and the pen fell to the floor.

"Always the party pooper." Leggo grumbled and a quick glance of displeasure from Master and he immediately sat upright just as Lyon had.

"I need you both to go to bed early tonight. At 9am tomorrow you have an appointment with the vet so we need to leave early in order to arrive on time." Master casually remarked. I was about to raise my paw when I stopped and tried to hide my embarrassment. He smiled briefly as he saw me and my reaction.

"Yes, Tyger." he responded.

"Does that mean we are going to miss school tomorrow?" I was a little disappointed because despite how hard it was trying to learn the alphabet I was hoping to win the reward now that Lyon had out done me.

"Unfortunately, yes you will. It is unavoidable. However, I am interested in hearing what you have learned today." Master said calmly but he had a gleam in his eye I did not understand. Lyon and I went over explaining the rules and how we would be given a time out if we were bad. Then the Master asked Leggo to get a pen and paper and he had us write the letters of the alphabet we learned.

"I hope we can still get the reward if we miss class tomorrow." Lyon grumbled.

"What reward?" Leggo asked as his ears drooped, seeming like he wanted us to get the rewards almost as much as Lyon did. I still had mixed feelings about it because I wondered if they were dirt flavored because they looked like dried mud.

"Mr... I mean Uncle Jon said the first one to learn the entire alphabet gets to eat a brownie." Lyon quoted. Suddenly Leggo began to choke on the food he was eating and Master rose and went over to check on him.

"Iss...that...safe?" Leggo asked as he tried to stop coughing.

"I'm not sure. I'll have to check." Lyon and I looked at each other in confusion. Leggo grabbed a cup of water and greedily drank it. "Slaves your... Leggo can't eat chocolate because it is poisonous for canines to eat. I'm not sure about felines like yourselves but we may need to ask Uncle Jon to pick another reward if you cannot eat it either. We don't want either of you sick." Master replied and he held Leggo's hand for a bit before he returned to his seat.

"Sorry guys but let us check first because as much as you want it, if it makes you sick then it's no good for you. I'll buy you both a better reward if that is the case." Leggo promised.

"I'm not upset, they look like dried mud anyway." I remarked and surprisingly the Master stretched out his hoof to briefly pet my head although he said nothing.

"Yeah," Lyon said and Leggo turned and licked his face, making me feel a bit of jealousy because it seemed like Leggo liked Lyon better than me. To make matters worse his tail was wagging so much it was hitting the back of his chair making a thumping sound.

"I'll take tomorrow off and go shopping to get you guys a better reward." Leggo replied and Master flinched.

"You will not!" he sternly rebuked Leggo.

"Why?"

"Because you love your job and you're not going to do anything to get yourself fired." the Master said.

"It's not like I do anything other than trying to balance a pen on my nose all day."

"Stop lying, I've gone down to try and visit you for lunch a couple of times and you're usually so busy checking in trucks and everything you never stop. I doubt you even get to eat lunch." Master said and Leggo blushed. "Slaves, don't think for a second that Leggo is lazy, he's a very hard worker but he's very humble and tries to not show off so he... pretends he does nothing all day." Master continued and the pink on Leggo's face turned a deeper color.

We woke up the next morning as the Master rushed us to get washed and dressed. He told us we were to put on clean clothes because we were going to be examined. In between yawns, I had the feeling I was not going to like the vet. I pushed Lyon as hard as I could to get him moving so that the Master was not displeased with us.

The vet's office had a funny smell when we walked in. The Master held both our paws and we saw a large white rabbit that held the leash of a black panther slave cub. He sat in the chair next to his master wearing just a loin cloth and his red collar. When he saw us his eyes opened wide as if in disbelief. The rabbit turned and slapped him and he recoiled and turned his gaze towards the floor. I remembered what Ol' One Eye had told me and was grateful our masters were not as mean as that.

We were led to a desk and a plump goose sat finishing a phone call. We had to stand on our tiptoes to try and look over the wall that separated her desk from where we were.

"May I help you?" she asked.

"Tyger and Lyon are here for their 9 o'clock." Master replied calmly.

"Have a seat, Dr. Gruff will be with you in a moment." She replied without looking at us and then the phone rang and she answered as the Master led us to some chairs nearby where the rabbit and slave were. We saw a small table with magazines on it and they looked like kids books so we glanced and Master leaned over towards us and whispered.

"Show me the letters you remember." I took one of the books and told him the ones I could remember and he nodded his head with every correct answer.

"Teaching them to learn bookwork?" the rabbit asked the Master.

"That's the plan," he replied.

"Wish mine was smart enough but he's just so stupid, he can't even talk right, can you slave?" The rabbit said and the panther moaned and the rabbit gave him another slap. Master seemed unphased but I could smell that his scent was not happy about the slave's treatment.

"Why keep him if he's not of any use?"

"I'd hate to lose the money I paid. I can tell you one thing and that's that the fox I bought him from cheated me by telling me how smart he is. I was going to use him for inventory but I can't have a stupid panther in charge of inventoiry when he can't even talk." the rabbit remarked and looked ready to slap his slave again.

"Then I indeed got lucky because mine are only three months old and they almost know the full alphabet." Master lied and the rabbit stared at us in disbelief.

"Three months, you say? I think you've been lied to too. They look older than that." the rabbit countered and Master merely sniffed loudly. I turned back my gaze to look at Lyon and he was looking at the pictures in the book he held.

"Wait a minute, do they have white fur?!!" The rabbit suddenly became fearful and sat upright in his chair.

"Same color as you, my friend." Master spoke, staring at him.

"It's not the same thing."

"Isn't it? I thought rabbits like you were always brown colored." the Master said smugly. The rabbit rose and went to argue with the receptionist as he left the slave where he was.

"Thank you, sir. It's good to know there are a few kinds of species in the world." the slave whispered to our Master. He nodded to the slave but said nothing. "If you would be kind sir, can you see it in your hearts to give me a few coins so that I may buy my freedom?" the slave continued. I smelled anger coming from the Master but could not figure out why.

"Don't push your luck, slave." The Master said and the panther became silent then turned his gaze back to looking at the floor. Then we were called and the Master led us to a waiting room where a squirrel nurse was waiting for us.

"So this is Tyger and Lyon, boy aren't you both so cute." she said and winked at us. Lyon started undressing and he received additional praises for being so smart while I just stood there unsure what I was supposed to do.

"I'll be back in a few minutes so have both of them strip down to their underpants and sit on the examination table." She said and she left the room. Lyon climbed on what looked like a large chair but had a strip of paper over it. I saw that he was wearing his Power Fur Rangers boxers. I felt annoyed that I had not thought of that instead because I was in my plain white briefs but as I recalled when Master entered he pulled open our underwear drawer and threw the briefs to me so I figured that's what I had to wear. I realized he was probably just grabbed a random pair and tossed them to indicate that I needed to put on clean underwear.

"Master, may I ask a question?" I asked and he patted me on the head after I stripped down like my brother was.

"Go ahead."

"Why were you angry when that slave asked you for money?" I asked and he used his hooves to hold my face looking at him as he lowered his voice.

"Glad you caught on to that. If he was a real slave he would not have asked me that. There are very dishonest people that pretend to be what they are not and they ask people to give them help by giving them money. It's called panhandling and some of them make more money in one day than what a regular parent brings home to their family. They try to play on species sympathies in order to trick them into giving them money. He really doesn't need help and I'll bet that the collar is fake." Master told me then the nurse returned and I heard Lyon groan.

"OK, who's first?" she asked, looking at both of us.

"I might as well get it over with." Lyon raised his paw and said glumly.

"Don't sound too happy" she said and had him step on a scale to measure and weigh him. She then put what looked like a thick strip of cloth on his arm and started to squeeze something that made the strip get tighter. It did not look painful but he seemed annoyed with it on. Lastly she had him flip over with his butt up in the air and pulled down the back end of his boxers then she placed an object into there with a small portion sticking out.

I did not know what a thermometer was but it looked like a tiny glass tube that had numbers and different colors on it. The glass shone in the light from the ceiling and Lyon had a disgruntled look on his face as he remained still with it stuck inside him. I did not have long to wonder because the nurse squirrel called me to be measured and weighed as my examination began.

"Do either of them have their shots for rabies?" she asked the Master as I was made to flip over with my butt up and the back end of my underpants was pulled down and a clean one of those glass, thermometer, things was stuck in me. Lyon laughed silently as he saw the look on my face. Just before I had mine put in she took out his and he pulled his boxers back up. She was busy cleaning Lyons as she asked the Master questions about us.

I understood the discomfort Lyon faced because although it looked small and thin when it gets put inside you, it feels as big as a finger and if you move you can feel it cause you more discomfort because it's so straight. Even though it was made of glass it felt as if it were made of metal.

"When we bought... them... the youngest, named Lyon, said he had been to a vet before but was not sure if he got vaccinated. Tyger needs his shot though.

"Any idea who the vet was?" she asked and she came over to me and finally removed the thermometer and I let out a huge sigh of relief. The Master gave me a look but said nothing!

"Lyon, do you remember the vet's name that you saw by any chance?" The Master asked him.

"It was a walrus and one of his teeth was chipped. His name was funny like... Senith." he said.

"Was it Sinep Gib?" she asked and Lyon's face suddenly brightened as he recognized the name.

"Yeah that was it!" he exclaimed.

"I'll call their office and have his records sent over." she said writing a note then I saw Lyon frown.

"My real name is White Disaster, that's what my adults called me." Lyon said glumbly.

"They named you White Prince? Well I'll name a note of that because that is a very pretty name for a handsome young cub," then she turned her gaze to me. "You must be White King, being the older brother." and she winked at me then I saw the Master whisper thank you to her.

An aging goat entered and looked at the bandages on the Master's head. He did a double take then turned and looked at us cautiously.

"Forgive my appearance, my antlers fell out a few days ago. Scared the color off these two when they saw it." The Master joked and the vet relaxed.

"So we have new patients named Tyger and Lyon. Hello boys." he said and we shyly said hello back. "Neither have had rabies vaccinations, we need to fix that."

"Is that true? because Lyon has seen another vet." Master corrected.

"Oh," he replied as he made a note. The nurse returned and held out a small file and gave it to the vet. "Ah yes Senip Gib was his former vet, The parents rejected giving him vaccination. Tyger come here please." he ordered and I replied then he took my jaws in his hand and forced open my mouth to examine my fangs the way Uncle Jon had.

"I'd say a little over 7 months old. Very clean and strong healthy teeth." he said then he released me and grabbed my waistband and pulled down the front part of my underwear. I looked down as his hoof examined my penis and my balls. then a finger pressed into an area below my balls.

"Turn your head and cough for me." he ordered and I looked at the Master who nodded. I turned my head and coughed and his finger went a little deeper inside that hurt a bit. After a few seconds he removed his hoof and pulled my underpants back up. He did the same to Lyon then wrote more notes into the files.

"Everything seems to be in order. I'll have the nurse give them the vaccine because if you plan to send them to school then rabies vaccines are required."

"Slaves! Get dressed and go wait in the waiting room while I speak to the doctor." The Master ordered and we quickly dressed because we both couldn't wait to leave. We had enough of them touching us and poking us.

"I have a few questions regarding them." Lou said after the cubs left and he let out a huge sigh.

"They are almost identical in age and they are nearly a year old. Once that happens they will start to enter heat and become sexually active. Most cubs that young usually begin by pawing off and depending attractions to other cubs their own age. You may see them sniffing after girls... so with slaves their age we usually suggest they get fixed it will keep them calmer and more obedient." the vet replied.

"Well, the thing is that My husband and I are interested in giving them their freedom and making them our own cubs. The trouble is that we don't know if there is anything special we have to do."

"Well, congratulations. Very good to hear. Basically once you remove their collars they are free cubs but if you wish to make them your own children the laws are simple. Both you and... your husband donate a pint of blood to be transfused into them and once they have your blood they are yours as if you gave birth to them." Lou smiled at hearing this.

"How soon can we donate?"

"We can make an appointment next week for both of you. then we can transfer it to the cubs. We will need to remove the same amount from them that we put in. After that they are your sons."

"Excellent. Make the appointment immediately. One last question, can felines eat chocolate?"

"What???"

To Be Continued......