Soap was your best friend; You liked everything about him, his ears, his tail, his bubbly personality; It was almost too much for you.

Soap was a golden retriever hybrid; Known for their energetic personality; Which made him energetic as hell; Sometimes it was too much.

Dogs were known for being a 'man's best friend'; But they were also known for 'zoomies', Where they would get a bunch of energy randomly; And it happened to soap; A lot.

It was 11 PM; You were getting ready to go to bed; Changing into some more comfortable then your uniform; Until your heard a bunch of ruckus outside.

Most of the hybrids on the team were dogs; They might've just broken something. You left your private quarters; poking your head out; Just to see soap running around like a chicken with its head cut off; His tail was visibly wagging.

"What the hell..?" You grumbled; Rubbing your eyes to make sure you were seeing what you think you were seeing; Yep, it was real.