A/N - I own all characters, except the Chalupa that belongs to Taco Bell, belongs to the people that run it, Animal Planet belongs to the Discovery Channel, and Taco Bell belongs to Taco Bell

My Pet Chalupa

All my life, the only thing I wanted was a pet. A pet would give me love, something I don't receive from the world. A pet would also give me happiness. I could learn responsibility. After all, my mother says a man can't survive in the world if he doesn't have love, responsibility, and perseverance.

I decided I wanted a pet that would love me, not need much work, but enough so that I would not appear lazy or cruel. To start my search I went to on the Internet. Unable to find a pet close to home that fit my needs, I decided to watch Animal Planet, after all, it's bound to have a show on picking the right pet for you. After running up my cable bill as well as my electricity bill, I finally found the right pet. It wasn't a show at all. I was in the next room washing dishes when I heard it. A Chalupa, a name that sounded loving, kind, caring, and all that sweet stuff, I wanted one. Quickly I ran into the room and made sure I got the name of the pet store. Taco Bell. That's where I would start my search.

After searching the web to find directions, I set out in my car determined that this was the day my dream would come true. When I finally arrived at Taco Bell (strange name for a pet store if you ask me) I wondered where the pets were. I figured it out. The tables were for becoming acquainted with your pet. As I stood in line I heard people raving about the Chalupa. Well, if they liked it, so would I. After all, I was a people person. I stepped up to the counter and told them I wanted a pet Chalupa.

Strangely enough, I was given a surprised look. What did I do wrong? I just wanted what everyone else wanted. I never did figure it out. The cashier asked if I wanted anything else with my Chalupa. I told her that one pet was enough. My total came out to less than three dollars. A real bargain! My mother would be proud.

I unwrapped my little Chalupa (who wraps pets up anyway?) and expected to be hit with a cold wet wagging tongue, but instead I got hit with a hot spicy sensation. Boy, even if Chalupas were not extremely active, they sure smelled good. They smelled almost like tacos. Maybe there was this taco-smelling shampoo they used. I hated to be a bother, so I went and asked what shampoo they used on the Chalupas. In response to my question I received an escort to my car. Oh well, let them keep their secrets. I'll find my own taco smelling shampoo.

But first things first. I had to name my little Chalupa. I finally decided on Gordita, which is Spanish for 'little fat one.' I didn't mean any insult to Gordita, but she really was quite plump. Now that Gordita and I were happily settled in at home, we were ready to take on the world.

A/N - There my first chapter, this has the potential to have a lot more chapters. Please tell me if I should continue this. I'd really appreciate it. Thanks!