Lucky puppies are forgiven by people; unlucky puppies forgive humanity. Snoopy is a laboratory dog.
But Snoopy wasn't always a laboratory dog. He once lived in a little red house with a young owner named Charlie.
He was always happily playing tricks on him, always joyfully singing and dancing.
In the end, he peacefully closed his eyes in the arms of his grown-up owner.
Snoopy thought that was what a dog's life was all about, but perhaps the gods heard his wish and gave him a second life.
When Snoopy opened his eyes again, full of hope, he found himself facing people in white coats, not angels.
From then on, Snoopy became a laboratory dog.
But one day, when he was in so much pain he was near death, he saw a pitch-black figure attacking the people in white.
The pitch-black figure carefully picked him up at last.
“Yo~ This little pup's still at peak adorableness.” A bright red head poked out from behind the pitch-black figure and rudely poked Snoopy's nose.
Snoopy didn't like it. Snoopy sneezed. Snoopy whipped up a gale that blew the bright red one away.
He had superpowers!
The pitch-black figure decided to adopt him.
“Wait, you're adopting him?! Is it because of his black fur and blue eyes?”
In a daze, the bright red one protested loudly, while the pitch-black figure carefully held Snoopy close.
“That's right. He's our newest family member.”
Snoopy had thought that cages, syringes, and pain were all a laboratory dog's life could offer. He never imagined that all the good things were only just beginning.
His gaze turned toward the pitch-black sofa in the room--
Excellent! The first step to ruling Gotham is to tear this sofa apart~
Theme: Think twice before you act
