Max had managed to move to a new school and living arrangements just when it was time for his team to have their annual bath. Proper bath mind you, complete with shampoo and hair conditioner. What? Do you have any idea how hard it is to maintain the fur of his energetic fluffballs in good condition? Especially those of Toby and Sena's? Yeah, a ton of chasing the dogs around to sit still, hairblow drying and combing. It was just his luck to go and agitate his team of six sled dogs just when it was time for their bath, which they always either enjoyed making a fun game out of, or they plain denied going into the tub and Max had to chase and water hose them down. Dog boy knew that he ought to be thankful they had allowed him to bring his dogs to the Academy, but he had been without a plan for bathing schedule. And that bathing schedule should be kept in order.

Thus Max had stripped down to his swimming trucks and flip flops and had marched through the hallways carrying several bottles of dog hair shampoo and a dog trainer's pouch. It had attracted several interesting and weird glances from students and staff alike, but Max had ignored them. He had seen a good spot for him to wash his furballs without them getting immediately muddy again. He had found a water hose at the gardens that was close to a large enough stone tilled patio while on his recent scouting of the grounds. That was the place he was currently occupying, trying to put his dogs in line using his dog whistle hanging from a black cord around his neck.

Having them line up was easy enough, the dogs immediately responded to the call. But when they saw the water hose, things changed. Icefang and the Husky triplets were easy enough to properly drench. They had even attempted to playfully bite the water to submission but made no fuss over it in general. When it was Toby's time.... The goofy malamute decided it didn't want to go down without a fight. It bolted, avoiding the water ray coming his way and crouched down in a playful manner. Max rolled his eyes and sighed. He knew this was going to happen. "Toby sit!" Max commanded and blew his whistle in a short fashion. He had little hope the big pup of a malamute would listen to him however. He was too deep in play mood to return to being serious in such a short notice.

The rest of the dogs began to feel restless and they whined, barked and wagged their tails in a various assortement of 'Really Toby?', 'Just get it over it ya goof!', 'Run Toby! Run like the wind!'. At least that was the reaction of the triplets boasting the names of the three brothers from Disney's movie Brother Bear. Icefang had been swishing her tail impatiently at the whole ordeal and sweet old Sena was just sitting there, waiting patiently for her turn to come. "Oh so you wanna do this the hard way then?" Max asked Toby as a mischievous smirk appeared on his face, making him look like an Imp as he handled the water hose as if it was a gun. Toby barked playfully in reply and bounded towards the bushes, Max hot in pursuit and spraying water everywhere. Quite literally.

Some of it had managed to hit the large dog. And some had missed. Well, they had actually managed to hit someone, but that someone did not seem to appreciate it, nor were they the rightful recipients of it. A girl and her german shepherd had been straight up blasted with a considerable shot of hose water. "Whoops!" Was all that Max said as he still tried to get all of Toby's fur thoroughly wet.

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Max and Toby had been stopped dead in their tracks. Hilariously enough they had the same stupified expression on their faces, trying to figure out what had just happened as somehow Toby found himself completely drenched and almost in half of his original, dry size. “There, problem solved.” The girl said as she came out from behind the bushes and Max blinked as he took in the drenched dog and the completely dry owner's appearances. He could've sworn that he had hit her with the hose as he tried to get Toby wet. He was looking at her stupidly for quite some time, enough for her to comment on how his dogs looked like. "Uh... thanks." He said almost automatically as he blinked out of his confusion.

However the aggressive attitude of the German Shepherd did not escape Icefang. The white husky, though thoroughly drenched, was the first one to move infront of Max, fangs bared as she snapped in warning at the shepherd to stay away. That was the cue for the rest of the pack to perk up and sniff the air cautiously, looking at the new dog and getting up to form a loose protective circle around Max. "Woah! Icefang stay!" Max was quick to react. Sled dogs were known for their aggressiveness whenever the hierarchy was challenged and the new dog presented such. He caught Icefang by the collar and forced her to stay with her flank touching his leg. He knew that if Icefang, as the Alpha, was kept in check, then the others were not going to attack the older girl, or her dog.

His dogs were tense. Even Toby had stopped being such a huge puppy and was keeping close, next to Kenai, the red husky that was sitting and watching the events unfold. Thankfully Icefang made no effort to break free of Max's control and so the boy looked back up at the other. "Yours is looking pretty good too, but uh... We might wanna calm them down before they tear at eachother." He commented with an awkward chuckle.

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