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A Good Puppy - Makima x Power (Chainsaw Man)	By : TristyandShane Category: Manga Misc > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This fanfiction was written purely for fun and not for profit. Chainsaw Man is owned by Tatsuki Fujimoto. The manga can be found on chainsawmanmangaa.com.

Chapter List
- 1-A Good Puppy
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Finally arriving at Makima's apartment, Power delivered several knocks to the door. These were loud, profound bangs that could most likely deafen someone. The annoying blood fiend stood outside the door clad in a shirt, a short pleated skirt, sneakers, and she wore her jacket half-way off her body. Her lengthy blonde hair hadn't been touched in a whole week, and it resembled a bird's nest right about now. The blonde looked untidy, scruffy, even though she was forced by Aki and Denji to have a bath earlier.

"MS. MAKIMAAAAA," she yelled through the door in such a high-pitched voice. "I'm here for my special training!"
This scream was followed by yet another series of thundering knocks, one loud bang after another. While she clouted on the door like a brat, her other hand brushed away long strands of blonde hair that covered her face.
Of course, Makima wasn't deaf, she could hear Power pounding on the door and shouting. In fact, she was certain that the people in the ground floor lobby could hear Power. Her dogs, certainly. Their barking and commotion was nearly on par with the devil's, but she quickly got them under control, shooing them away gently. For Power's training, she would need the girl to herself, undistracted by Makima's other pets and soon-to-be brothers.
Walking to the door, Makima picked up a spare, pink leash and collar, spinning them once in her hand. Twisting the knob, the redhead pulled open the door with a smile.
"Welcome, Power. You are late, so your training will need to start with some discipline."
"L-late? D-discipline? Really?" Power cocked her head to one side, popping a finger up to her lip as she tried to process these words in her head for a little while. She intoned a very curious hum when she thought about this, being very noisy in the process. "I came here on time, actually!" Power exhaled, presenting a very toothy grin that showed those sharp razor-blades for teeth.
Despite Power being an hour late, the blood fiend decided it was a good idea to storm right passed Makima. She entered her apartment and glanced around the span, eyeing the detail in the room. Power straightened her back and rose a hand, turning to face the redhead. A grin still painted those cherry-pink lips.
"So, what will this discipline be about? Am I in...trouble? Heh, I don't think I can ever do anything wrong, that's for sure!"
Even the pink collar didn't phase Power, she assumed it was something for one of Makima's several dogs.
"That's right. You aren't in trouble, but you were still late for this training. I always need to discipline a bad pup," answered Makima.
Gently closing the door as soon as Power made her way inside, Makima turned around to face Power and observed that lovely, long strawberry-blonde hair that extended to Power's backside. Even though Power's hair needed brushing, Makima was more than happy to brush it for her after the discipline. Letting out a little huff, Makima presented Power with a wide, friendly smile. Her eyes flicked from Power's face and up to those two crimson blood horns that stood atop Power's head.
"Hey, why're you looking at me like that?!" Power asked, holding a finger to her chin.
"Oh, no reason. Just thinking what colour your collar should be," answered Makima. "Do you remember, Power?"
"Oh, um, maybe...pink? Can I be a cat instead of a dog?" Power stared up at Makima with large, innocent eyes. And then, her gaze wandered towards the pink collar in Makima's hand. Power sighed.
"You will be what I tell you. Is that understood, little puppy?" Makima challenged as she tilted her head to one side.
Huffing, Power pouted her lips. "B-but...fine!"
"I didn't know dogs knew how to talk," she replied softly. Makima's smile became a little faint, appearing playful. Like a predator hiding its intent.
"H-huh? You want me to...woof?" Power checked, swallowing her own spit nervously. "Are you trying to make me talk in dog language?! This is humiliating for a Blood Fiend!"
"You are my puppy, are you not?"
"Mhm!" Power nodded hastily, like as if she had already forgotten her argument. Her cherry-pink lips formed into a wide smile this time, as her reddish eyes continued to stare right into Makima's.
"Then bark, Power."

This time, Power cleared her throat, sunk to her knees while she stared up at Makima with those innocent scarlet-coloured eyes. She readied herself to bark...but then she pouted a second time. "Like this?"
"What a strange-sound bark," chuckled the redhead.
Beginning to squeal out a bark, the atmosphere was now filled with a high-pitched scream. Being loud was Power's number one trait, and yet this level of screaming never bothered Makima. The redhead didn't even flinch at the high-pitched sound. In response, Makima leaned down and gave Power a pat on the head, patting those strawberry-blonde locks gently. In the meantime, during this friendly head pat, Makima tied the pink collar around Power's neck at last.
"Well done, Power. I think you deserve a treat."
"TREATS?" Power screamed, pouncing on Makima in a heartbeat.
"Ah, a good puppy...really," laughed the redhead.
Cackling, Makima fell back onto the hard ground, receiving lick after lick on her face. She placed her hands onto Power's slender shoulders, trying to hold the other away. She didn't retaliate in a negative way at all, possibly due to having so many dogs already. Makima had at least seven dogs, most likely more than that. While Power licked Makima's face uncontrollably, all Makima's dogs could do were watch.
But then, patting Power on the side, "Power, stop," she demanded very softly.
This soft order encouraged the strawberry-blonde girl to sit upon the soft couch nearby. After all, Power had pushed Makima down right beside the settee, and so it was super easy for Power to just jump up. And when Power hopped onto the couch, the blonde woman watched Makima rise back up to her feet. Makima's hands dusted the business suit that she wore, brushing off any dirt from the back of her black slacks in particular. The redhead chuckled softly in amusement.
"I want you to stay right where you are, Power. I'll be getting a hairbrush as well as the treat," she uttered with a smile. Makima spoke to Power in the calmest voice ever. No matter the situation, Makima's voice constantly remained calm and tranquil. "Get comfortable."
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A Good Puppy - Makima x Power (Chainsaw Man)