[CONTENTID1] 's About to Go Down[/CONTENTID1]

/[CONTENTID2] "So you're basically telling me to teach you a lesson?" Kyungsoo asked, tilting his head as he curled his fists. Chanyeol rolled his eyes, stepping back as he inhaled and exhaled, cracking his neck in the process [which scared the out of Baekhyun who shook Jongdae.] 

"I've been taught many lessons throughout my life and a lesson from a puny feline like you isn't going to teach me much. Not like I actually paid attention to those s anyways." 

Jongdae had finally gotten up, scrambling over to the two hybrids and stopping in front of them. Chanyeol looked down at the poodle hybrid, an eyebrow crooked as he inhaled. Baekhyun got into Kyungsoo's way and started pushing him back. 

"C-Come on guys, now's not the time. Not that there ever will be a time." Protested Baekhyun, Jongdae nodding quickly as he looked up at Chanyeol with slightly pleading eyes. 

Chanyeol scoffed, shoving Jongdae as he brought the cigarette down on his hand; letting it burn his skin as he bit his lip. All three hybrids watched in horror, Jongdae taking action as he scooped Chanyeol's hand and dragged him to the bathroom. Baekhyun let go of Kyungsoo, reaching down to hold his curled fists before running after Jongdae, fearing Chanyeol would do something. Kyungsoo groaned inwardly. He walked over to the bed where the ashtrey and cigarette box was at. He picked up the items and placed them in the trash bag before tying it and taking the bag with him. He could hear Chanyeol's growling as Jongdae kept screeching and Baekhyun's constant "WHAT DO I DO"s. He walked out silently to throw away the bag.

Chanyeol glowered at Baekhyun's slender fingers which diligently bandaged his hand. Jongdae wasn't in sight, he was off to Kyungsoo. Once Baekhyun was done with his task he silently placed his hands in his lap, keeping his tail on the floor as Chanyeol glared at the offending white bandaged wrapped around his hand.

"You hyrbids are so weak and weird."

Baekhyun's lips turned into a pout, his ears perking up as he stared at the younger.

"Why do you say that? We're definitely not weak!"

Chanyeol rolled his eyes, "You frett and you're loud. I bet your owner beats the out of you."

Baekhyun's eyebrows furrowed, tail resting near his knee as he observed the pup in front of him. Chanyeol had a scar under his ear and what seemed to be a faint gash on his neck. His facial features where nice except for the fact that his lips had a distinct feature on them. If Baekhyun could lift up his bangs he would because he bets that the pup has a few scars there. That was just the upper part of the pup. Who knew what else was on it. Baekhyun didn't want to think about it. He did come from the rundown part of town where the people usually hurt their pets and engaged them into fights for money. Some even get sold as slaves or worse, they get sold to the black market where the most valuable thing they have is taken from them and they end up in places left to die. Every hybrid has a special thing in their body. It's a long story since every animal is different. For Baekhyun, his special thing was his left hand. Yorkshire hybrids had a certain type of fle