Mr Midnight was found outside my home one night going through my trash. At first I thought it was a raccoon, I ran out of my house with my 22. It was 12 midnight, when in the corner of my house I saw the eyes of a Shiba Inu. He looked scared, his little body shaking wildly.
"It's ok boy." I said, offering my hand.
The dog slowly walked towards me and sniffed my hand, licking it. I heard his stomach growl, surprisingly loud for a little dog.
I walked inside and got some bologna from the fridge. I walked back outside, the dog was on the porch, looking up at me with curious little eyes. I fed him the bologna, watching him eat the whole thing. Once done, he started panting.
I couldn't leave him out in the elements, he looked too cute. I thought about it, and I decided to let him stay for the night. I opened the door, and the little dog ran inside, making himself comfortable on the couch.
I called him Mr Midnight because I got him at midnight. It seemed fitting, his fur was pitch black. His eyes were green, bright green.
I went to bed, sleeping like a baby. That night I had the worst dream ever. It was so vivid, which made the whole thing worse.
My head was getting petted by something large. It wasn't human, but it had human features. Arms, legs, etc. I looked at it's face, it had dog fur but it had human eyes and teeth. It was smiling, I think. It had green eyes, bright green eyes. It was covered in dog fur, black fur.
I woke up screaming. I was dreanched in sweat, hyperventilating. I looked at my phone, the time read 4 AM.
I got up to use the bathroom. As I stepped on the floor, I felt a piece of paper on the floor. I didn't remember leaving that earlier. I turned on the light, picking up the paper. In black sharpie, the paper said one sentence.
"THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME"
I was freaked out. I walked to the living room to watch TV, I was too scared to go back to bed. On the couch, Mr Midnight was snoring loudly. I sat next to him, gently rubbing his head as he slept. I was dead tired, so I took a nap on the couch.
As I slept, I swore I felt something rub my face. It's hand was soft, it's fingers were long.
When I woke up, another note was on the couch.
"YOU SNORE LOUD"
I got up, going to the kitchen to get some chocolate milk. Mr Midnight was there, chewing on some old rope.
I poured the milk in the glass, as I did Mr Midnight started whining loudly. He jumped on my legs, whining.
"What do you want, boy?" I asked.
Mr Midnight was scratching at my leg, whining loudly. The glass of my milk was in my hand, sloshing around. Mr Midnight's eyes watched the milk.
"You can't have this, you'll die." I replied.
Mr Midnight kept scratching at my legs, whining intensely loud. He looked scared, an actual tear ran down his eye.
"Why do you want chocolate milk?" I asked finally.
"Because I don't want you to die alone, damn it!" Mr Midnight replied.
I was taken aback. My brother Charlie had a talking dog called Boston, so this wasn't nee to me. I always thought Boston was the only dog who can talk.
"You're the only person who was nice to me, that's why I want to drink the milk with you. I want to at least die with you." Mr Midnight said.
"Why?" I asked, absentmindedly.
"BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" Mr Midnight yelled.
I was flattered that he'd die for me. I got down on one knee and kissed his head. Mr Midnight rubbed his head against mine, purring.
"Humans can eat chocolate, Midnight. Don't worry." I said calmly.
"I don't think you realize what I'd do for you, sir. You gave me food, a place to stay. For you, I'd kill hundreds." Midnight replied.
"T-that's ok." I said, nervous.
"I'm serious. There's not a damn thing on Earth strong enough to keep me from you, sir. Not a damn thing." Midnight replied.
"Ok boy." I muttered.
"May God have mercy on any one who keeps you from me, because there will be hell to pay." Midnight said, his voice getting deeper.
"Easy boy, thank you." I said, rubbing his head.
"Rip their heads from their fucking bodies, make them beg for their pathetic lives. Make them beg on their knees." Midnight muttered.
The lights started turning on and off by themselves. All the appliances were going crazy.
"What's happening?" I asked, Midnight didn't respond.
"I'd make them pray for forgiveness. Wanna know why?" Midnight asked.
The lights were getting incredibly bright.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I'M A FUCKING GOD!" Midnight shouted, electric crackling came from his body.
The florescent lights broke, raining broken glass down.
Mr Midnight calmed down after that, panting.
"But hopefully that never happens." Midnight replied chuckling. He fell asleep in my arms.
That must've taken a lot of energy out of him.
I picked Midnight up and brought him to the couch. He was still sleeping.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." I whispered to Midnight.
A single tear rolled down his eye, Midnight whined a little. I rubbed his head.
My only sunshine.