It was a peaceful morning in Camden Dylan had just came out of the shower feeling refreshed when Charlie ran up to him.

"Hey look what I found!" He said with excitement showing off a rock.

"Woah that's actually a really cool rock!" Dylan as he put on his collar back on.

"It's not just any rock man it's a space rock!" He said to which Dylan oogled at the rock.

"Can... Can I hold it?!"

"Sure but be careful it could break." Charlie said handing over the rock to Dylan who was completely flabbergasted by the site of it.

"Where did you find it?!" He asked.

"Oh I found it in the yard some of the pups were wondering what it was."

"A rock, a really real space rock!' He said with excitement, at this time Dolly slid down from the railing.

"What's he all excited about!" She asked to which Charlie just laughed.

"Oh he's all excited about his new space rock that I gave him, to be honest I just thought it was a normal rock." He explained to which Dolly laughed.

"So where were you this whole time."

"Oh we found this awesome dumpster that had a mattress in it we've been bouncing in it all morning." She explained showing that Dizzy and DeeDee we're still bouncing on it having a blast.

"You come up with the strangest ways to play." Charlie laughed as they entered the kitchen however upon entering they noticed one of the pups scratching furiously which stopped Dolly in her track.

"Uh oh..."

"What?"

"He's scratching like crazy, Dylan!" Dolly called for her brother who rushed in.

"What..." Before he continued asking he skidded to a halt and was horrified at the sight of the pups scratching furiously, "Oh no..."

"Is that face of pure devastation and fear of destruction?" Dante popped out of nowhere scaring Charlie.

"Please don't do that." He said clearly annoyed.

"Don't you understand what this means, we are being invaded by the thousand legged, multiplying by the millions, eating away at our skins.

"So what your saying is..."

"We... Have... Fleas." Dylan which both Dolly and Dante were in shock.

"IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!" Dante screamed.

"Didn't you take the deep cleaning procedure like I told you to do for the pups?" Dylan asked Dolly.

"Pfft nah, we found this awesome dumpster and we're bouncing on it all day." She explained to Dylan who screeched to his horror.

"Dolly! This could be the end of 101 Dalmatian Street, we have to take action, we must go to war!" Dylan said with a dramatic tone.

"Was the... Dramatic effect really necessary?" Charlie asked to which Dylan looked over.

"Yes."

Later

Dylan marched down from upstairs wearing armor as if he's going to war.

"Geez Dylan really pulling out all the stops here huh." Charlie stated ruining his moment.

"Well yes, one can't be too cautious." He explained.

"Right..." Charlie said as they looked over to the scratching pup, "So what are we gonna do with this one?"

"Well there's only one thing we can do..."

"Deep clean him?" Charlie asked.

"We could, the only issue is that would take weeks, and the enemy is already in advance... No for this... We need to put him down in the basement."

"You can't be serious Dylan!"

"It's the best we can do Charlie." He said before picking up the scratching pup and placing him into the basement elevator sending it down, "Problem sustain for now until we can figure out what to do."

"Well if I were us, I would keep this on the low level we don't want to freak everyone out that we have F-L-E-A-S."

"Freak who out?" A voice asked which made Dylan and Charlie to jump, they turned around to see Delgado standing there with confused look.

"Oh hey Delgado, nothing we were planning... Uh..." Charlie tried to think of something to say when suddenly he sees Delgado start twitching and biting himself, both Dylan and Dolly's eyes widened in fear.

"Ugh why am I so itchy?" Delgado asked before looking at Dylan and Dolly, "What?" He asked before being thrown into the elevator and lifted down to the basement.

"Ok Dolly how many pups did you take to that dumpster?" Charlie asked.

"Uhhh... Everyone?" She answered with a innocent smile.

"Well this isn't good."

One by one pups that were found itching like crazy were thrown into the basement, ranging from Triple D, Dizzy, DeeDee, Deepak, and even Da-Vinci. Leaving only Dylan, Dolly, Dante, Dawkins, and Dorothy who has been place inside a fish bowl.

In the Bathroom

"Well that's almost everyone." Charlie said as looked out the bathroom door.

"This is insane, I can't believe we are the last one standings." Dylan panicked.

"Look this is no time to panic, we need to take action before anymore of us are infected." Charlie stated as Dante started to get agitated a small bit.

"But can we do? They outnumbered us." Dolly said.

"Well we're gonna need to do something." Dawkins said as Dante seemed .ore agitated then before.

"You alright Dante?" Charlie asked.

"Y-yeah I'm... I'm fine." He said which fighting the urge to scratch, finally he gave in and started scratching.

"Oh no." Dylan gasped as he rushed over and pulled back some of Dante fur, and with a magnifying glass found fleas, "Dante..." He said with horror, but Dante just sighed.

"I know bro, I know." He said hugging his brother in sympathy before being sent down to the basement.

"Okay this has gone far enough!" Charlie said stomping his foot, "We have got to take action!"

"But what can we do?" Dylan asked.

"Well we definitely need someone to go down there and try and wash them." Charlie explained.

"But no one can withstand the itch." Dawkins stated, "For withstanding that much infection one would have to deeply cleaned." He explained which both Dolly and Charlie glanced over to Dylan.

"What?"

Later

Dylan is shown shaking uncontrollably as Charlie ties a rope around him.

"Don't worry Dylan if things go too bad in there, we're here for you." Charlie reassured him.

"Oh thanks for the support I definitely feel so much safer." Dylan said sarcastically.

"Just open the door." Charlie said to which Dylan slowly opened the door to look down the creepy dark staircase to the basement.

"Oh... Yikes..." Dylan gulped.

"One small step Dylan." Charlie said encouraging him. After some heavy breathing if anxiety Dylan slowly headed down stairs, as the darkness consumed him Charlie held onto the rope along with Dolly and Dorothy suddenly screaming could be heard, Charlie, Dolly, and Dorothy quickly pulled as fast as they can but as they pulled Dylan ran back up and slammed the door, "What happened?!" Charlie asked when suddenly one of the infected pups smashed through the door making the four jumped, the pup was completely covered in fleas with glowing red eyes and motioning like a zombie, "Quick Run!" Charlie yelled out as they sprinted out to the backyard but before they could get far the door to the basement completely fell down and the infected sprinted out hungry for more. Charlie quickly ran into the kitchen and turned on the faucet grabbing the extension.

"Charlie what are you doing?!" Dolly asked.

"Buy you guys time Go!" He yelled as the infected started to swarm him, "Time to clean up you guy's act." Charlie said as he started spraying the infected but since there was so many of them they over ran him tackling him on the process. Back with Dylan, Dolly, and Dorothy they made it outside and started climbing up the treehouse, however the backdoor smashed down.

"I don't think Charlie stopped them fast enough." Dolly stated as she helped Dorothy climb the rope ladder.

"Quickly before..." Dylan looked down to see that the infected were right on there tails grabbing Dolly by her hind legs, "Dolly!" He screamed out as they drag her back down.

"Don't worry Dylan... Just keep Dorothy safe!" She said before fully drowning with the horde, Dylan quickly snatched up Dorothy and ran to the back of the tree house but the infected have reached the top of the treehouse.

"It's alright Dorothy we're gonna be okay." Dylan reassured her as he huddled over but suddenly water can be seen hitting the infected, throwing them off the treehouse.

"Hang on Dylan I'ma coming!" A familiar voice could be heard as the spraying if water continue until Charlie popped up, "Hey there." He smiled.

"Charlie thank goodness your alright." Dylan said with joy as they hugged, "I thought you were..."

"Hah! Your funny, no no I'm ok." He stated as the infected returned.

"I really hope you thought of an escape plan?" Dylan asked.

"Uh... I um, really haven't thought this far ahead." Charlie stated as the infected close, "Stay back!" He yelled out grabbing Dylan's space rock and throwing it at the infected though it did absolutely nothing except roll back over to them, "Well I thought that could work...Ow!" He yelled out holding up his hand, "Something bit me!" He said which confused Dylan.

"What you mean something bit you?" He asked

"I don't know it was after I threw that rock."

"Wait a minute let me see your hand." Dylan said as Charlie lended his hand to him to inspect, Dylan pulled him over to a microscope and place his hand on the table to look through the scope, as he zoomed in he could see a small creature moving around.

"It's a flea!" He stated as he look over to the rock, "This rock is full of fleas."

"Why would a rock be full of fleas?" Charlie asked.

"Better question, where did you find this rock exactly?"

"I actually I didn't find it Clarissa gave it to me." Charlie said before the gears in his heads started turning, "Wait a minute..." Suddenly they can hear laughing coming from next door, Clarissa was laughing at them.

"My my what a predicament you have gotten yourselves into." She snickered.

"That no good, two timing, selfish flea bag!" Charlie growled.

"That's it!"

"What's it?"

"I... I have to return to sender."

"Return to sender? You don't mean..?" Charlie asked.

"Yes... I need to get dirty." Dylan said before taking off his space helmet, "Charlie, make me dirty."

"Gotcha, what do we need to do."

"First... Flea loves the smell of filth." Dylan stated as Charlie proceeded to dump trash onto Dylan, much to his likeness, "Next they love the taste of sweat." Dylan continue as Charlie quickly put a heat lamp over him, "last and certainly not least, they love stinky breaths." He said as Charlie shoved an entire onion into his mouth.

"Alright Dylan I hope your plan works." Charlie said holding his noise almost gagging onsite.

"Let's hope so." Dylan glanced over to the infected as they closed in on them but he held his ground and barked at them getting there attention, suddenly like a jolt of excitement all the fleas removed themselves from there original host and pounced onto Dylan leaving the other pups to groan in relief that the nightmare was over, Dylan now covered in layers and layers of fleas jumped over to Clarissa's yard and started to climb the drain pipe, the look of fear quickly took over Clarissa as she watched in horror of Dylan climbing ever so closer to her, the screaming intensity of his pain before pouncing onto her.

"No, no, No, NO!!!!!" She screamed as the fleas, hungry for more flesh jumped from Dylan to her, after a couple of grueling seconds Dylan jumped out of the window with relief and landed in the arms of Charlie who was waiting for him.

"Well that takes care of our little pest problem." Charlie stated as cheering could be heard behind them.

"Way to go Dylan!" Dolly cheered and hugged her brother who rolled his eyes.

"Thanks everyone, I hope you all learned something from this."

"Nah, but I hope we never had that ever again." Dolly said as everyone looked up to see Hugo freaking out and being attacked by infected Clarissa.

"Well everyone it's about that time, let's get you all to bed." Charlie announced to which the pups all groan but soon yawned in unison, "You've had a long day all of you." He laughed as he help some of the pups to their beds.

Later

Once the last pup had fallen asleep Charlie quickly ran into his bedroom and opened up his closet to reveal a mutilated Charlie, suddenly the Charlie adjusted his neck and started peeling off his skin, blood, mucus, and pus started leaking out the skin as its revealed to be a large flew.

"Feasting time." It said before shutting the closet behind him.

End of Story

"Jesus Christ Dylan!" Charlie said covering Dorothy's ears, "Why did you get so graphic at the end?"

"Oh I don't know, sorry I was just getting into the story." Dylan laughed nervously.

"Eh I mean it was scary, but it's only fleas... Now I got a story this one won't be as or less graphic then Dylan's."

"Alright Charlie hit us, take it away."

"Alright this story is called..."