Must Love Dogs, chapter 2

I ran over to Scoob, who was currently licking the face off of someone.

"No! Not the face! Not the face!" someone yelled.

Scoob licked even more.

"Scoob! Stop that! C'mere, RIGHT NOW!" I screamed.

How come this... .guy, that Scoob seemed to be absolutely obsessed with, seem so familiar to me?

Scoob finally rolled off of the man, and he wiped his face off. When his hands were finally off his face, I recognized him.

"Ho-ly fucking monkeys... ." I said in astonishment, "I thought I'd never see you again!"

He looked up, and looked like he had a heart attack. "Cam? Is that you?"

"Tre!" I screamed, and hugged him.
"Cam!" He yelled back, and hugged me, too. Scoob jumped in the middle of us, causing us to collapse.

He sat up in the sand, and pointed to Scoob.

"Is that- is that... .?" he questioned.

"Scoobert? Yeah, that's him. And- HE'S NOT A FUCKIN LAB, MR. IT'S A LAB!" I poked at him.

Tre scratched his head. "Well, he looked like a lab when I bought him... ."

-flashback-

It was my 7th birthday. Tre had promised me something super cool. He slipped a bandana around my eyes, and led me to his backyard.

"Are we almost there?" I asked him.

"Almost... !" he said. I could just hear the grin in his voice.

"Here we go!" he yelled, and yanked off the blindfold.

There, in front of me was a box. With holes.

"Ooh! A box!" I exclaimed happily.

There was a long silence as I just looked at the box.

"Well... ?" Tre asked me.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"Open the box!" he said, and walked a couple paces away from it.

"Do I really have to?" I asked again.

"Yes!" Tre practically yelled to me, because he was already going through the back door.

"Okay..."

I opened the box, and a cute little brown puppy pops out, and pounces on me.

"Tre!" I yelled, "I love it!"

Tre walked over, and squatted next to me.

"Do you want to know what type of dog it is?" he asked me.

"Ok!" I said, patting the dog's head.

"It's a lab."

-end of flashback-

"Cam... .? Caammmm... .."

Tre brought me back to earth by waving his hand in front of my face.

"Huh? Wha? Where? What?" I saw Tre and Scoob looking at me. "Uh, sorry, kinda spaced... ."

"So I noticed..." Tre said.

Changing the subject, he said, "So what are you doing tonight?"

"Uhm, let me think... .." I tapped my chin, and asked Scoob, "Scoob, do we have anything to do tonight?"

Scoob looked totally weirded out. So did Tre.

I looked back at Tre. " Welllll..."

"Pleeeeeaaassssseeeee?" He puppy-dog-eyed me.

I sighed, "I guess I can..."