Sweet art trade pic by  Unknownboy of  RustySauce’s supervillain Dr. Malamute and Draco floating around his lair’s lazy river. I also like to add that this story wise comes after this: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41426182/.

After hours of playing games and watching BattleBots reruns, Draco and Malamute step out of the rec room together laughing and dirty from junk food. “I haven’t had that much fun in years Draco, what a blast!” Malamute wipes a tear of joy of his cheek.

“You sure know how to brawl on Smash Bros, you kicked my butt no matter what.” Draco compliments his friend’s skills. “I also see how much you stuff food in more than wearing it.” Poking Malamute’s food and drink stained belly fluff.

“Oh, that’s embarrassing.” Malamute blushes. “I better clean myself up, be right back.” Dashing off, Malamute runs down the metal halls of his lair and enters his bathroom. Taking off his cape and gloves, he enters a clear glass stall with his arms up. Instantly foaming water pours sprays all over him, then four pairs of scrubby hands scrub him down for a good thirty seconds. The hands raise away as water sprays Malamute to rinse off the foam, then a fan from below blows hot air through and dries Malamute in ten seconds. Fur puffing out, Malamute steps out and shakes himself, bringing his fur to its normal self. Reaching for his discarded cape, he stops what he’s doing. “What a minute, I don’t need my cape and gloves for what I have in mind.” He then runs back down the hallway and makes a screeching stop mere inches from Draco. “I’m back.”

“Nice.” Draco notes how clean Malamute looks now, then notes Malamute’s missing articles. “Uh, where’s your-.”

“Oh no need to worry about those.” Malamute tucks his little friend against his side. “I won’t need them for what I’ve got planned coming up.” He brow up and down, Malamute walks Draco and himself down a different hall. “You see, as we were having our fun, I had a memory pop back in my mind. It was a [i]little[\i] side project I made while I was in my state of depression. I sometimes have this habit of putting together machines and devices as I figure out how to conquer the world. This side project however is from what I recall is harmless. Ostrobot, initiate Piger Amnis!”

“Okay Boss.” Ostrobot responds through the lair’s intercom. Mechanical noise are heard, from the duo’s left a channel slides out from the wall as it fills up with water. A mechanical claw then presents Malamute with a dark blue block. “Here ya go, Doc. I know you don’t wanna get wet after you just got cleaned.”

“Thank you Ostrobot, standby.” Looking down at Draco, he can see how surprised he is. “Well what do you think Draco.” Letting him go so the neo-dragon can examine the water filled contraption.

“Wow.” Draco looks to the left, seeing it going down one way of the hall along the wall. Looking to the right, it runs down the hall the same way. Sticking his arm in it, Draco notes how the water’s only a foot deep and guesses that it’s more than three feet wide. “It looks like an artificial river.”

“Exactly, piger amin’s is Latin for lazy river. Anyway, I figured we could have a nice relaxing ride down it.” Malamute approaches the river and drop the block into it. Almost instantaneous, a big water mattress breaches the surface. “Whaddya say Draco, wanna take a ride down river with moi?”

“Boy do I!” Draco excitedly answers. Malamute chuckles at seeing his little friend’s reaction.

“I thought so, just let me get on first.” Slowly, Malamute lays himself down and steadies himself. “There, that was easier than I thought.” Suddenly, Draco jumps on his big belly, the big guy steadies himself agains so the don’t tip over. “Whoo, close one.” Malamute lays on his back and rest his head on his arms. Draco lays himself down so he can see his big friend. “Ostrobot, start the current!”

“Got it.” The sound of water jets is heard, sending the two down the river at a very slow pace.

“Do you have this set up down your whole layer?” Draco asks.

“Oh no my dear boy, that would be too expensive and a waste of natural resources. I instead selected a specific course set up so we float around in a near perfect circle. “Ostrobot, play my relaxing playlist!” Malamute orders, but hard metal music blares out of the speakers down the hall. “No you Nincompoop, I said relaxing playlist!” Malamute angerly shouts loudly. In a few seconds, calm relaxing music is playing.

“Sorry, your playlists really need to be labeled in something other than code.” Ostrobot apologizes over the intercom.”

“I’ll take care of him later, but for now.” Malamute stretches himself out and let’s out a little yawn. “Time to relax.”

“Hey Malamute.”

“Hmm?”

“Are you excited for the next season of BattleBots?” Draco asks.

“Despite my grouchy, big ol’ husky exterior I’m just as excited as a puppy deep inside. Unfortunately, I can never attend any of the recording sessions due to being an infamous supervillain.”

“Maybe you should have a secret identity like superheroes do.” Draco suggests.

“Not bad of an idea. Which bot is your top pick?”

“I think SawBlaze has the best shot at winning next season, who’s your top pick?”

“I’d have to say Hydra my bow, the driver’s officially the new villain in the show. So I’m rooting for them! Mwa ha ha!” Malamute chuckles, not evilly though.

“Why am I not surprised.” Draco pats the big belly from underneath him. Malamute yawns again.

“I’m ready for a nice nap, try not move a lot up there.” Gently pats Draco’s head, Malamute closes his eyes and snores.

“Have a nice nap buddy.” Draco notices something he didn’t before, a sign the reads “No Diving Allowed” with a no diving symbol accompanying it. “Funny, I never noticed that before.”

Draco belongs to me.

Dr. Malamute belongs to  RustySauce.

Art by  Unknownboy.