Triple D were, by far and away, some of the best known pups in the whole doggy world. Their status as celebrities earned them thousands of adoring doggy fans across the first world, even despite their young age.

The videos they made and posted were some of the best many other canines had seen, and they enjoyed their adoring public as much as they adored them… Or, maybe not as much. But even so.

They were pretty close to each over, as well. Being triplets, it was natural for them to form a sisterly bond with one another, both on and off the camera.

However, recently, things had been getting distant between them, in more ways than one.

While Destiny and Dallas had continued their relationship like always, Deja Vu felt like she was getting ignored by her sisters. They would start talking to one another without her, leave her in the dark about the plans of their upcoming videos, and when they did get her opinion on matters these days, they would mostly disagree or shoot them down almost immediately.

Even now, when those two were in the bedroom, working on whatever they had planned next, Deja Vu found herself alone, sitting on a chair in the sun room, pondering what she had done wrong, or if she had offended her sisters somehow.

‘Like, it’s not like I gave them the magenta polish…’ The pup thought to herself, sitting in a sulk with her arms crossed, alone with her thoughts. ‘I’m totes the nicest of us three. They better not be looking to replace me. We’re a trinity, and that’s how the world loves us. So, like, what’re they up to?’

But before she could even begin thinking of an answer to that question, her private time was interrupted by the intrusion of her private time.

She heard the door open, and she was expecting/hoping one or both of her triplet sisters to be coming to her, ideally with an apology.

However, the sound of shoes scattering from one end of the room to the other didn’t resonate with either Destiny or Dallas’s stylish heels or flats. And the smell that came with it gave away a good idea of who it really was that had just waltzed in.

Her head tilted and turned to have a look for confirmation of which of her many siblings she was sure just entered, and as expected, it was him.

Diesel, the most passionate/talented digger of the family, but lacking a little in the brain & hygiene departments. As per usual, his fur and clothes were completely coated in mud, hence the less-than-ideal scent.

He came in and was heading for the door leading to the backyard, not even paying any mind to his slumping sister besides him as he passed her.

This, of course, didn’t go unnoticed by Deja Vu, who looked like she had been insulted by his oblivious nature, even if that was just the way Diesel was.

By the time he reached the other door and had gotten outside, the other dalmatian pup was frowning with her front legs crossed.

“Am I invisible to everyone!?” She asked herself, before she leapt up from her cushion and proceeded to follow him.

She reached the same door he had just stepped out of just a few seconds ago, and stepped outside as soon as she could, although she quickly wished she looked before she leapt.

As was typical London, it was raining pretty heavily last night, and the mud beneath the grass had gotten damp and slippery.

The moment her foot made contact with the wet ground, the icky brown substance got coated on her shoe, much to her dismay.

“Eww…” The young diva groaned, looking around for the safest way to get by without making a complete mess of herself. “Isn’t there anything to wash off with out here?”

Once again, she was about to be sorry for what she wished for.

Without warning, a powerful stream of water gushed out from the side, only coming within an inch or two of blasting her into the wooden fence with its powerful force.

“Whoa!” She cried out, backing herself against the backdoor for safety against the unexpected blast, as it began going haywire, shooting out all around the garden, hitting everything from the house to the tree, to the trampoline, to the shed.

No doubt, it was coming from the garden hose, and there were no prizes for guessing who was responsible for this.

Sure enough, with the bravery of taking a peek out to try and spot her brother, Deja Vu was met with the sight of her questionable, filthy brother, holding onto the hose with his teeth, as he was thrown back and forth by the wild pressure it was providing, like a rodeo on a mad bull.

Still, being Diesel, he didn’t seem to realise the danger he was in, and just giggled obliviously as he was flung about in the air.

And as the rampaging water shot everything in sight, the other dalmatian in the garden wasn’t spared from the merciless gushing.

Before she could brace herself or dodge it, the hose blasted a line of water right in front of her, resulting in the wet mud splashing up and hitting her own shirt.

It might have been her casualwear, but that didn’t mean she didn’t admire it any less than the rest of wardrobe.

“Ergh!” She whined, looking down at herself with disdain. “Totally yuck!”

She didn’t dare try to get it off her, in case she would smear it and make it worse,instead opting for an explanation from the mucky pup.

But before she could speak to him, her brother turned the hose off, letting a little more drip out of it as it died out, and he got off it like nothing happened, walking up to the largest patch of mud available in the yard.

“Diesel!” She announced, getting his attention, after a brief pause to comprehend the fact that his name was just announced, and that someone was addressing him.

He looked around the yard for the direction that the voice was just coming from, even checking the sky for a few seconds.

Eventually, though, his mismatched eyes found the target they were looking for, and he smiled as he saw his sister.

“Hi, Deja Vu!” He greeted, before turning back around and continuing with his little activity.

And just like before, the young bitch was insulted that he had essentially just ignored her, which prompted her to storm up to her bro, not caring if her other shoe got muddy in the process.

However, this didn’t prove to be a much better idea than following him in the first place, when he made his next move, which explained why he was out here.

“Dig it!” He declared, taking a big leap up in the air, towards where the giant mud puddle had been formed, letting gravity do the rest for him.

Deja Vu could only widen her eyes and watch, as her brother came crashing down towards the large, brown pool.

Her whole body froze as he descended to the ground, and when he slammed down into the mud, the result was as she expected/dreaded.

The moment his body hit the dirt patch, it splashed out around him in a 360 radius, coating everything near enough to it in a thick layer of wet mud, including none other than Deja Vu herself.

It took her a moment to come to grips with what just happened, once she was coated from ear to paw in the gross muck, and when her eyes fell on her own body, she could see the damage that was done.

Not since her and her sisters’ last birthday had she ever been this filthy, although the circumstances of this time were much different.

She knew she should’ve been mortified when she got a look at the state of her body, a complete contrast to her usual pristine and stylish self… But at this point, what did she have to lose? She was covered pretty well in mud before this as well, and her sisters were hardly giving her the time of day.

With a defeated sigh, she took another look at her brother and cleared her throat.

Not that he seemed to notice; Diesel was just laying in the muddy mess he made, rolling around in it like it was his own little heaven. Which wasn’t a million miles away from his idea of paradise; the only way this could be made better was if it was miles underground.

Like all was normal in his little world, the mucky pup rolled about like a fish out of water, looking like he was trying to get every inch of his little body covered in the mud as he could possibly do.

In hindsight, Deja Vu should’ve seen this coming, really. Digging and getting dirty were Diesel’s specialties, and what else was there for him to come outside for?

Even now, when she was looking at him getting his already-dirty shoes, shirt and shorts covered in even more mud, she didn’t even look that mad; her eyes were more resmelbed to looking on with fascination as he enjoyed himself.

While she didn’t completely understand it, he was clearly having a good time in his little indulgence, and without her sisters here to judge her, curiosity was starting to get the better of her.

He was laughing to himself as he rolled about like a pig in the muck, which prompted her to finally ask if it was really as great as it appeared.

“Uh, Diesel…?” She finally spoke up, watching him lay and lather himself like that. “Is… Is it really that fun?”

Hearing her ask this question, the boy actually halted his action and held himsef up by his elbows, wagging his tail rapidly.

“It sure is!” He announced as an answer, rolling over to make some room for her. “Come on in! The mud’s brilliant!”

The offer sounded pretty tempting; if he was having as much fun as it seemed like, and her sisters didn’t want anything to do with her, coupled with the fact that she was already pretty dirty because of him, why not join in?

Besides, she had gotten as dirty as he was at her last birthday party, so this wouldn’t be much different than that.

“Um… Okay, sure!” She declared with a smile, taking a few steps back, before she ran up to the puddle and took a leap just like her bro did.

Curling herself into a ball mid-way through, Deja Vu cannonballed down into the mud, resulting in a large splash as soon as she landed in the patch, splattering over even more of the already mud-drenched garden.

Her clothes were immediately stained by the filthy substance; her shirt, shoes, socks, skirt and even her panties were splattered by the mud, making a mess of them as well as her pristine white coat.

Diesel, of course, got covered in the mess, and he was delighted to be. The smile on his face didn’t go anywhere as he was coated.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!” He giggled, falling backwards to splat into the mud again, once more getting a good amount of it on his sister, hitting her in the face.

“Hey!” She playfulled scolded, before scooping up a bit into her hands and returning fire.

He felt the mudball get launched at his face, and the war was on.

The two of them scooped up and threw clump after clump of mud at each other, turning the backyard into a battlefield for just the two of them, covering the whole garden in the wet muck, hardly leaving any of it untouched by the results of their fun.

And even then, it didn’t stop there.

The mud-slinging wasn’t enough to keep them stimulated in their fun, and the little bitch was the one to step things up.

After dodging another mudball thrown by her brother, Deja Vu leapt from her place in the mud pool and tackled him to the ground, pinning him down with her hands and knees, giggling as she got the edge.

Diesel smiled at the playful instigation of a physical altercation, before rolling her over so that she would be the one on the bottom, only for her to fight back.

They were wrestling in the mud before they knew it, making an even bigger mess than they were already in.

Their scuffle lasted a little while longer, both of them going back and forth between who was the top dog, before their energy ran out.

Soon enough, both dalmatian pups were laying on their backs, looking up at the sky with heavy breaths.

“Heh… Heh…” Deja Vu panted, turning to look at her brother besides her. “That… Was so… Much… Fun…”

The mucky pup nodded in agreement, looking at his sister with his tongue panting out.

“I digged that…” He spoke, looking at her with his usual oblivious smile. “It’s fun to have a muddy buddy…”

The nickname sunk into the young diva’s mind, and she had to consider it for a few seconds.

‘Muddy buddy…’ She contemplated, looking back to the clouds as she thought it over a bit more, before her smile returned. ‘I kinda like that.’

She didn’t have any reason not to; today had been a blast so far.

They had a ball getting down and dirty with each other; it was the most fun they had with each other since the party, and they knew nothing could ruin this moment between the two of them.

“Diesel!”

That was, nothing other than him.

Hearing the brother’s name being called out, both siblings halted their actions, and turned to look at the door they had both just come out of.

Sure enough, they saw none other than the oldest brother in the house, Dylan.

The responsible older sibling looked at the scene with a mixture of shock and frustration, his eyes darting to the damage that his notoriously messy brother was known for.

“Look at what you’ve done!” He declared, pointing his finger to the disgraceful scene he had caused. “How long is it gonna take me to clean up… Deja Vu!?”

His voice cracked a little from the sheer level of shock that he was feeling when he saw who was with the mucky pup, sounding rightfully surprised.

To see her, of all his 98 siblings, playing in the mud with him and making a complete terra-based catastrophe of their home, was something that threw him for a loop.

And it was even more surprising to see that she was actually enjoying herself, as was clear by that smile on her face; it was a look that screamed “guilty pleasure”.

But it didn’t matter too much to him right now. Only the “guilty” part of it did, as he changed his own face to a frown and pointed inside the house.

“Bathtime.” He announced, turning his head to look at the boy, making it clear he was addressing them both. “Now.”

***

The sudden interuption wasn’t what either of them were hoping their fun would end by, and they knew they were gonna b in trouble for the mess they made.

In fact, it wouldn’t be too surprising if Dylan wrote a full report to their mum about what had happened, as was typical of him, with his over exaggeration about cleanliness.

And now, here they were, in the bathroom, about to take a plunge into the water… Together.

On the way up, Dylan told them that it was bathnight for all of them, but these two would have to take longer for obvious reasons, and there wasn’t a second to lose. So, they would just have to bathe at the same time, as awkward as it may be.

Any other day, that would’ve been unfortunate to both of them equally; one of them for having to share a bath with a boy, her brother, no less, and the other because he had to get clean. Wasn’t exactly what he enjoyed.

But, for the strangest of reasons, and maybe it was because of the unusual way of bonding they had just shared with one another, but Deja Vu didn’t feel that insecure about herself, being here with her brother.

Although she could see the feeling wasn’t exactly mutual; she could see him looking disgruntled as he stared into the soapy water in the tub that Dylan filled for them.

Even as they stood there together in just their muddy underwear, the last thing Dylan hadn’t made them strip down from after telling them to undress, his semi-nude frame being on display for his sister to see wasn’t what he was concerned about.

“You good?” She asked, looking worried about him, only to be met with that same disgruntled look.

“I don’t dig washing off, after a good mud roll.” He told her, putting his focus back on the bathwater. “I feel like I’m losing a part of myself… Like a layer of skin.”

That second comment wasn’t what she was expecting to hear from him as part of the answer; like everyone else, she just assumed Diesel preferred being muddy over clean, not that he felt it was part of his identity.

But she didn’t know how to reply to it, in all honesty.

She and her sisters relished in being as neat and clean as possible, and could preach to him how amazing it felt for their skin, heart, mind and soul. Although that probably wouldn’t be too much comfort for him, now knowing how he felt about their contrasting preferences.

So, she decided to take the visual route, rather than the verbal one.

“Here, I’ll go and… Test the waters.” The little diva told him, reaching for her last remaining article of clothing.

Turning to see what she meant, not getting it right away, he gave her a surprised face when he saw her starting to take her ruined knickers off, sliding them down her legs and letting them plop to the floor, the leftover mud providing extra weight.

As soon as they were off her and on the ground, she stepped out of them and reached a foot over the tub, stepping it inside and letting out a shudder at the warm water.

“Oooh, that’s nice~” The young bitch cooed, bending to place her hands on the wall, so she could let her other foot into the tub to join it.

With Diesel standing behind her, he had a full view of her naked butt as she climbed into the cleansing porcelain, which was stirring up some strange feelings inside of him. Namely, at his lower region.

For the first time in his life, he felt his private parts tingle and start to change; like something was trying to come out of his little special spot.

He wasn’t sure what it was, or even how he felt about it, so he decided to take a look for himself.

The mucky pup took hold of his underwear and pulled them down to look at his privates, and sure enough, it was slowly shifting about, with some small and red beginning to poke out of his furry shaft.

“Whoa…” He said, moving his hips around to see if the unusual sight would move along with it, widening his eyes when he felt what it was doing to him. “That feels kind of weird.”

Turning around to see what he was referring to, after she had gotten herself in the bathtub, Deja Vu gasped and covered her mouth, feeling her head flare up when she saw him like that.

She didn’t completely understand it herself, but something in her mind told her that this was weird in so many ways. Maybe she would know more about it when she was her dad’s age, but for the time being, she was just puzzled.

When she saw him look up at her, that same smile on his face, she quickly turned her head away from his own, hoping even he was dumb enough not to notice that she had noticed his proud little member.

As for Diesel, his underwear was dropped down to his feet and he stepped out of them, deciding to follow his sister’s lead, even with how much reluctance he felt about getting washed off.

He still wasn’t over the moon about it, but if he was being joined by his muddy buddy, it couldn’t be all that bad. Besides, whatever was happening with him down there felt kind of nice, and it made him want to be closer to her. For whatever reason.

Only a couple of seconds later, he was inside the water with her and, despite how uncomfortable this felt for him, he managed to ease himself down, joining her in the bottom of the tub, giving her a wide smile.

“I guess this isn’t so bad.” He admitted, leaning over to look at his sister’s hiding face. “Thanks for helping me, Deja Vu!”

Hearing the comment and the gratitude to her example, she looked over at him, still blushing a decent amount, the other dalmatian returned the smile, darting her eyes between his face and his submerged boner.

“It’s no prob…” She told him, trying not to let her nerves/flattery show. “Thanks for inviting me to join you. It was really fun.”

Suddenly, she felt her brother lean into her for a hug, wrapping his arms around her and making the water splash around in the tub.

While it was unexpected, she didn’t mind the affectionate attention, and even found herself returning it a second later.

Their embrace lasted a while, before Deja Vu broke it off, looking into his mismatched eyes tenderly.

She really meant it; she had enjoyed today a whole lot. It was the most fun she had with any of the family in ages, even more than what she had done recently with Dallas and Destiny.

He was like an unexpected hero, rescuing her from the dark dwells of boredom and solitude. And naturally, any hero deserved a reward.

Before she knew what she was doing, the little diva closed her eyes and leaned in, giving him a sweet, chaste kiss on the lips, making his eyes bulge out and his ears stand on end in sheer shock.

When she pulled back to look at him, she giggled at his stunned reaction, before getting to work in cleaning herself off properly.

She knew there were more pups waiting to be cleaned later today, and it wouldn’t be fair to keep them waiting any longer than they had to.

***

It was a few hours later that bathtime was completely finished with, and now all of them were gathered together for dinner, sitting at the extra long table.

It was the same feast as always; dog food in the bowls. They might have been sophisticated anthros, but they were still animals at heart.

Triple D were sitting together at their usual spot, with Destiny on the left and Dallas on the left. Sitting on the right, of course, was Deja Vu, but despite sitting there, she was the centre of attention for the other two.

Namely, because of the guest she had invited to sit next to them.

Diesel was right there besides him, which was a rare sight for them, as well as the rest of the family. As happy as they were to see them bonding together, it was undoubtedly strange, for anyone who wasn’t in the know.

Not that Deja Vu cared what anyone else thought of her or her new favorite brother. Or ‘Muddy buddy’, as she preferred to refer to him as.

“That was totes a blast, Dies~” She cooed, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck, nuzzling his cheek into his unusually clean one.

The thoughts and feelings of what she had seen before, about him having “strange” feelings about seeing her naked like she had done, were still fresh in her mind, despite it happened a while ago. But she didn’t want to let them show; it would only make things all the more awkward between them. And everyone else, for that matter.

His feeling was shared, looking besides him to face her, wagging his tail in glee.

“It sure was!” He announced with a toothy smile. “Wanna go rolling with me again?”

The question made the other two triplets look at one another questioningly, raising an eyebrow and appearing that they hadn’t heard them properly, making them look back at the two of them.

Deja Vu could feel her sisters watching her with judging looks, but she didn’t really care about their opinions, any more than they seemed to care about hers recently.

Instead, she smiled widely and clapped her hands a little at the offer.

“I’d love to, muddy buddy!” She chimed, making Destiny and Dallas’s jaws drop at her answer.

They looked as if they weren’t sure what wrong with her. Nothing terminal, they hoped.