Penelope's Perspective ('Mom Clothes' to 'Skimpy Goth Clothes')

(AN: This one gets a little dark in the background. But if we trace that backwards and translate things into 'normal' views again, it might explain a bit about Penelope's behavior before the Prompt.)

I-- Bark-bark! Bark-bark! and tap the toes of my big-heeled boots into the floor while I wait on my master to wake up. Come on Master, I know you're going to wake up soon! It's almost time to play and I can't wait!

I tighten my hands a bit, rubbing at the hardwood. Heh, hardwood: I bet Master's wood is pretty hard right now - it usually is. If only he hadn't left his door shut tonight I could get in there and wake him up in person.

Oh well, I'll just have to 'Bark!' and 'Bark-Bark!' as best I can. He'll wake up before my throat gets sore: I can go for quite a while. Being from a long family of 'pet' Goths'll do that. I remember one time when my sister was talking about doing something 'else' with her life, like some kind of normie, she said it was kind of a shame. We'd make great singers or something apparently, because of how hardy our vocal cords are?

I didn't get it: Why would you want to sing instead of bark?

Mom didn't get it either: Or she got it just enough to get pissed: pissed enough she broke character and actually used words and stuff to have my dad send my sister for obedience training. I got a little worried, but they sorted things out over there, and she doesn't have any weird ideas about 'singing' anymore! I'm glad: I've heard some horror stories about families breaking up because they couldn't tolerate their girls breaking tradition.

For my part, I think singing's pretty boring. What'd you do, sit on stage in front of a bunch of strangers and belt pretty words into the mic so they can shout at you? No thanks~ College and careers are for normies: I'd much rather pick one lucky guy and make him happy, so he can make me happy, and get pampered all day.

Much better deal, you know? All I've gotta do is be my usual peppy self, play games when he's happy and close when he's sad, and in exchange I get all the food, sex, and company I need!

'Normie' women are really missing out. Acting like a doggy and messing with people's heads is fun, and messing with Master's head is even more fun. I can't wait to play today.

Bark-bark!