Unless they do, which is kind of messed up.

This is the funny thing about Mike – and a testament to his cleverness: He has a habit of putting his legs up specifically to mess with his trainer. We’ve established that his trainer is a fiend for beans, so we can deduce the reaction when Mike deploys his secret weapon. It can happen mid-sentence, while making breakfast, while watching a movie, etc. The loaf is a devious soul, but more often than not, these little distractions are subtle and distant enough to be laughed at and moved on from.

Except tonight. Tonight, Mike and his trainer and playing Super Smash Bros. Mike isn’t terrible at this game, so he tends to kick the competition in the tushy. However, through the combined efforts of maining and button-mashing a little, his trainer pulls ahead! It’s surely luck, but that’s not something Mike can tolerate. So, he employs a distraction. Leaning to the right, he props his paws riiight up on his trainer’s lap. Lacking the distance and subtlety of other teases, this one is so… appealing. They’re so close, and… jeez, they look smooth. The way they tilt and flex… the pliable padding, the— son of a BITCH, that was his trainer's last stock!

Yep, all according to plan. That’ll put an end to the two-game win streak his trainer had, for sure. Now, is it cheating? No. Is it a dick move? Yes. Could his trainer have teased the beans as he so oft dreams of doing? Yes again, but that’s perhaps a worse admission of defeat than losing in Smash; the idea that he cannot help himself at all the sight of those soft, supple… incredible… mmm…

What were we talking about? Oh, right, Mike’s a bastard.

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Done by  tala128 . Original here