I started writing a story a while back. I still have what I've written but I haven't touched it in a while.

It was supposed to be a sci-fi horror of sorts. With a small bit of romance for good measure, because everyone loves that whether they admit it or not.

It was about a guy, his girl (who lives with him) and the girl's dog. One day the dog started smiling. And not one of those derpy dog smiles. A real smile. A toothy smile. The dog wouldn't stop smiling, and things just got worse from that day on. For them, and for everyone.

The story was titled "Slap-Happy."