OK, any resemblance between the real Adam, Nathan, Joss and Alan and the characters is this fic is accidental. They do not talk like this nor would they behave in such a manner. I have no money, so don't nobody sue me, dong ma? This was inspired by a little news story posted on the Firefly official board.

Going to the Dogs

"Hey Nate, Come over to my house, I have something to show you."

"Adam, I’m a little busy now, maybe later." Adam hears girlish giggles in the background of the cell phone call, followed by a spanking sound and Nate talking to someone else, "Stop that, I’m on the phone." Then more giggles.

"So when the girls leave, maybe you could come over."

"Girls, what girls --- Hey , oh my that is downright…"

"Nate. Get your butt over here. You’ll like it. I promise."

"Fine I’ll be there in, oh,…three hours be OK?"

Four hours later, Nathan Fillion shows up on Adam’s doorstep looking somewhat disheveled and tired. "OK, buddy. What’s up?"

"I have some new pets. Joss and I sprung them from the SPCA."

"You made me come way out here because you have some new pets? Buddy you ain’t right."

"No I need your help with the plan."

"Plan? What plan, I thought you said you had some new pets?" At that point Nathan hears some yapping in the background, actually lots of yapping. Suddenly about 17 chihuahuas race by, one stops and bites his ankle, another stops to pee on Adam’s leg.

"Gorram dogs got out again. Best round these up. We need all of them for the plan."

"You mean there’s more?"

Yeah, 174 total. Don’t you ever read the papers, Nate? They found these 174 feral chihuahuas in some old lady’s house. They were just gonna kill them, so Joss and I sprung them to use in our plan."

"Ok, I know you’re dying to tell me, so what plan?"

"Well, I need you to drive one truck while I drive another over to the Fox lot. The Fox execs are having a big meeting today. And Joss and I think these puppies would add something special to that meeting."

"Are you trying to get us blackl